Category: -duh-

Too Close To Home

Sunday, August 19, 2012. (Bill Clinton’s Birthday?)

—A downsized young investigative reporter takes a job as a camera person/script supervisor on a low budget horror movie about a low budget crew filming a vampire movie in an area where the real vampires were not amused and were picking off the actors and crew members one at a time.

—The reporter begins to see parallels between the ‘fictional vampires’ and a powerful small town family who may be using a corrupt police force to help them get away with murder, killing off anybody who questions their authority. By the end of the movie the reporter begins to put larger puzzle pieces together and wonders if a larger conspiracy is at work, using ‘rogue military groups’ and ‘secret technology’ to create ‘local legends’ of hauntings etc. with the ultimate goal of total mind control.

——Also, last night, had a dream in which a wooden box was important. At one point the box was the size of a ‘coffee table’ picture book. Later on it was the size of a coffee table and I stood on it to fly up through the clouds toward outer space.

———Admin

How many Mondays can we have in a week?

After?
Hold your head up….

Wednesday, August 8th, 2012. 15˚C/60˚F(?) @ 6:23 am. 🙂

-Garbage day here just outside of Ottawa.

Cathi and I had the time and opportunity to sit down and loose a bunch of beard the other day.

 

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“After”

And this is what the web cam thinks I looked like with my beard shortened. (and coloured). (Cameras lie all the time) (they can be effected in subtle ways- even without photoshop) (this was not photoshopped).

Thinking of creative names for ‘real’ places. Like, the king of Snobovia called the new world “Exilia” but told the people he wanted to send there the new world was “Prosperia” and then some rebels broke off and formed the country “Riff-Raffia” while the Riff Raffians won a war and called themselves the Usations.  ~~~eh, something like that.

But King Numbess III (named Dumbass III by his ‘loving subjects’….) had the secret map in a secret room where he played with himself gleefully while relishing the idea that he had sent everybody who was better looking and more intelligent than himself to Exilia. oh gaaaa- there’s more to it than that, but inventing stories like this gets me through the night.

~~~Sigh,

~~~~~Admin.

Mercury’s Still Retrograde…

11:08 am, Sunday August 5th, 2012. 28˚C / 82˚F & Muggy with a slight breeze here just outside of Ottawa. It’s supposed to rain later. (It was raining earlier a little north and west of here.)

Yup. Mercury is still retrograde. I think It’s supposed to go direct today, but still be out of sorts for another 3 weeks. There’s a dashboard widget that says “Expect the Post Office / Fed Ex to take a couple extra days to deliver anything.” and then, “Listen carefully to anything any body says to you so you don’t misunderstand anything.”

And the dog is standing on the couch, peeking over the hutch like thing that protects computer monitors from dogs and cats that think such things would make fun toys.

& speaking of pets. While the love of my life has been worried about the future and at her wits end about what to do about her job (which is making her worse than a little worried-) The pets have been a little weird and anxious themselves, like they know something is wrong, but they don’t know what.

Yesterday the cats were back to their ‘almost normal’ (which is anything but normal, I don’t know anybody who has a normal cat.) And the dog is still antsy and gives us like worried grins as he’s peering through the window from the back porch.

I tried to take a photo, but it doesn’t quite show the weird grin. (He looks like, “Should I worry? If I smile will that make everything all better? How’s this…. well, I tried…”)

~~~eh-

~~~~~Jim