About this user
"I once had a girl or should I say she once had me." Norwegian Wood could some me up, a little I am the Eggman, not so much Walrus, enjoyed really enjoyed Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, but not in sometime as that songs for the young. A Little Tangled up in Blue, had a moment outside Las Vegas, New Mexico which was too much Dylan's 'Masterpiece'. KC Masterpiece, on the other hand is Yankee BBQ sauce. I had a dog and she died three years ago. Still dead however. Equal parts Walter Sobchak and Jeff Lebowski. I'm a great talker, not so good with that other one.. listening. Whatever. Helen Keller wasn't either, and you give her grief? Didn't think so. A Philomath. Not really into the working thing, not the nose to the grindstone, more of the leisure model. Big chaise lounge, some eggs, T-Bone steak, maybe some Welch's grape. I'm fermenting a can of 'Energia' made in NY, marketed in Mexico, sold at a Dollar store in Dallas.. Clamato's stab at the energy drink craze. Yeah. And even tastes worse than what yer thinking. So I'm making a fermented version of Energia, which should either, probably, kill ya, or could be the new thing. You know for the 'kids'. Oh what? What you don't like kids? Clamato 'Energia' is less than the sum of its anachronistic parts. V8 is an example of being the last thing you want to drink, a little hungover after brushing yer fangs, first things in the morning. Cause.. what the dude, tomatoes juices, pepper? And spicy... dude pass the OJ. But it is true. 'You coulda had a V8' Contrarian thought.. but a most perfect beverage. Then a little Contrarian thought=good, then through hmmmm, Clam broth=great. Not so much. And someone didn't do something before thinking OK, hmm leave the Clam, and lets add Taurine, Guarine, maybe Toulene. Now some times you just gotta blow it out. So I'm gonna ferment it. Yeah, don't try, I'm on that. Some say 'just because you can, doesn't always mean you should'. Like the Bagpipes. Forgive me the goof on this but 'a Scotsman knows how to play the pipes, a Gentleman knows not to." I'm usually right, but if I write something that's crazytalk. However, listen to your Mother. Call her. Stop reading.. yes you.. now go scoot call yer Mom. Oh and super. [Your Mother Should Know just came on AFTER the my statement about calling yer mother. So this is what I'm going through right now today. I'm a Christian who has a defined, confident belief in God. And almost no faith. So check this out. Two friends are praying for me, for God to send me a sign or appear in His way to me. And I am not ungrateful; however they did this, After I told them that God, assuming his schedule would not phone ahead, popping up blowing apart 40 years of my 'conceptual continuity' is not perhaps not what I want to deal with.. well today. Tomorrow, well.. not great either. Look that would rock my world and that's how do I put this, yes Terrifying. So like that serendipitous Your Mother should Know, is just this little not quite so nuanced kicks He must be doin' to my Oscar the Grouch trashcan, aka my world. While this experience is not turning water to wine, it's 6 am and that like the third one of those already. I used to get wide eyed and all Shirley McClaine at those 'Celestine Prophecy' moments. Now I just see the as auspicious, and mind bending as the moment I realized 'Dude! Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrrus are THE SAME PERSON!' Alrighty yea that's wow,.. alrighty Princess scooter pie help me find my cell.. So yeah, strange brew upstairs. Tell me about yo... hmm I haven't cut my nails i.. oh sorry yeah tell me about yourself.. okie dokie hey gotta run. I don't check voice mail, hate text messaging, and God's shown up and apparantly He's got it all covered, so it's just me and God hangin out today.. and he's a real jokester.. eh.. lucky me.. But hey Great God really.. oh so Tax Man playing, and a few minutes ago I nervously I opened the IRS envelope. 'We Want To Send You A New Refund Check'. There's one for the little guys.
Occupation
Montebank, Confidence Man, Leisure Model, PrimaDonna, Game Show Host, Master of Ceremonies, Oratorius Ad Nauseum, Business Owner, Son, Brother, and Godfather.
Companies
Thievery Inc., Blackhawk International, some subsidiaries, off shore, some in the UAE, and on the board yes some companies which deal with Halliburton. And no didn't meet Cheney, but we sat at the same table. Big table though. Oh the Devil was there too.. Works is HR i think. Didn't like his vibe.
Interests
Concept: Wicked Problem
Biology: Genetics, chromosonal differences in organisms.
Ethics: Abortion, where is the logical, scientific, well reasoned point of where life begins.
Logic: Reading Copi's Introduction to Logic. Finally trying to be fluent in Categorical Syllogisms, and to be half as fluid in Arguments in Ordinary Language as I think I am. Politics: Need to read Obama's book. And tough my was through some Hillary I suppose.
Methodology: Revisiting 'The Craft of Research' from the Chicago Press. This from the same seems to address the Wicked Problem. "be aware that no complex effect has a single unambiguous cause; no serious question has a single unqualified answer, no interesting problem has a single, simple methodology to solve it or a single solution."
Spirituality: Attempting to let the Bible read to me.
Blog: Working on it. What have you done today? huh? Comb your hair. Call your Mom. ;)
Philomath: Points of clarification are ok. Definitions and other easily found, unambigous objective information is at Wikipedia. Lazy and suspect you are if you don't go to Wikipedia at the least. Why? Because it is grass roots, fairly well self-policed, and is only as good as 'we' can make it. Not for hard sourcing, primary sourcing. Good enough for those who debate the stupid and mundane points of pride here on Tube.
"(Obama's speech on faith) may be the most important pronouncement by a Democrat on faith and politics since John F. Kennedy's Houston speech in 1960 declaring his independence from the Vatican...Obama offers the first faith testimony I have heard from any politician that speaks honestly about the uncertainties of belief."
-- E.J. Dionne, Op-Ed., Washington Post, June 30, 2006