Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS(1975)

Ilsa is an evil Nazi warden at a death camp that conducts "medical experiments". Ilsa's goal is to prove that women can withstand more pain and suffering than men and therefore should be allowed to fight on the front lines.





Yep, is exactly what you think it is. One of those movies you go to a drive-in theater to see. Blood and moves. Boob's not moves



It has been busy busy busy since you left my friend.
All work and no play makes Mike at old boy. Dull boy, not old boy. Come to think of it I do feel old.

I could use some funny animals, how about you?


Just a couple of guys, hanging out.





We'll just make that our little secret.

Best wishes for your dog. Know he is in good hands. Hope he gets to come home soon.

That's if I have any funny pictures to share…I do.


Attention, you see this man alert homeland security immediately.


Attention, if you see this boy give him a hug.


… Homeland security!


One beer and the shot or is that a shot and a beer I forget after a shot and a beer… Or is that after a beer and a shot?




Vittles, Jethro!


Migas in the morning...breakfast of champion...bullfighters


"My dog just tooted!"


The youngest and I are using… Are learning a lot of biology. I understand things I didn't learn the first time.

Cheryl worked last weekend, Morgan slept as usual, so Dean and I went to the pancake breakfast. With the extra tickets, we went through line again. I bought a plastic cow at the silent auction.


I have been reading quite a bit. Trying to finish a book. And I have been watching unforgettable, a detective series. My spiritual book is by Eckerd tolle. An angry looking little man who found the person inside and is showing everyone else how to find the person they are. Really inspiring. I want you to hear his story and read his book. He has lectures on YouTube. Don't let his unique face keep you from hearing his message. Really inspiring.

I started my day with a lecture by Mr. toll. I sat afterwards with my cup of coffee, my second cup actually, listing to relaxing meditative music. The name of the song was 100,000 angels. Then I asked myself, why do I have to go to work? Answer, to fight entropy. No work, no way to organize my material things. What the old hippie said is true, I'm working for my things.


I hope you're eating good. Tonight I made club sandwiches, potato salad, and rice pudding. Sound good? I will save you a plate. Ha ha. I can see you eating your Mr. T cereal.

The boys are going to try a new recipe. They are going to make ginger syrup. You mix it with club soda and have homemade soda pop. You can have my share. I prefer big red.



Let's wrap it up with a little bit of the Tao…


Chapter 55
Those who hold an abundance of virtue
Are similar to newborn infants
Poisonous insects do not sting them
Wild beasts do not claw them
Birds of prey do not attack them
Their bones are weak, tendons are soft
But their grasp is firm
They do not know of sexual union but can manifest arousal
Due to the optimum of essence
They can cry the whole day and yet not be hoarse
Due to the optimum of harmony
Knowing harmony is said to be constancy
Knowing constancy is said to be clarity
Excessive vitality is said to be inauspicious
Mind overusing energy is said to be aggressive
Things become strong and then grow old
This is called contrary to the Tao
That which is contrary to the Tao will soon perish




Me, after reading this chapter I put a cute picture of a baby as the background on my computer at work. I want to be like the baby soft with a firm grasp. The poisonous insects are gossip, I forget what the wild beasts are, and I think birds of prey's talking about desire… You know wanting things. I don't want anything new, just to take care of the things I already have I have more than I need as it is. Now that I have it, I am obligated to use it or give it away.

I have not finished my book, so if you will excuse me, I will go read down… Read now. I encourage you to go get lost in the good book. I will read mine with some rice pudding to go with it. All the best all the best all the best… Good night










Sunday, February 17, 2013

beyond.the.black.rainbow.2010


Despite being under heavy sedation, Elena tries to make her way out of Arboria, a secluded, quasi-futuristic commune.





Me: haven't viewed it yet, new Acquisition… Well done Dragon, I couldn't spell it myself.


I crack myself up at least once a day.


Get out of here, your bugging me.

Or… Hang on I got something in my eye.

Good morning good morning it's time to say good morning. It is 844 in the a.m. I've been up since seven. I got up, let the dogs out, Pinto for the second time, and made coffee for head. She is going to work this morning.

And John is coming to visit.

I don't like to make an entry too long before saving it, I've lost too much too often. Time to safe.


I'm watching the first of the last three episodes of fringe. I'm excited to hear the story, sad to see the series in. Not in but end.

I was able to get in the flow by sketching model after model from a collection of 1000 hottest girls. Not picking ones that I wanted to draw, but drawing the next one in line the next and the next. Flow.

I downloaded the Grammy-winning songs for the year. Found a couple of sci-fi movies at the same time.

See right there I lost an entry.


I was talking about losing my phone. I sent a text to RenĂ©e, rare for me. The joke about the nifty cookie. I didn't notice missing the phone until walking into work. I figured I just left it sitting on the counter after doing the text. But when I got home, wasn't there. I haven't found it yet. It'll show up eventually. Worst-case scenario I get a new replacement sent card and use one of the phones we have around here. I only regret is losing the Valentine's Day pictures. Nifty cookie included.I have a huge backlog of food porn to look through. Grilled cheese is becoming very popular. The reigning champ is still bacon. But the new up-and-coming dish are Metro Mediterranean fries. Very similar to the popular kebab place. Plate not place you eating it… Don't play with me you idiot.

I'm developing a relationship with my dictation software. It needs to know I'm the daddy.It… I need to walk from house to see if anybody else is up… Okay, it's being is. Morgan will not before noon. It is a given. On the fourth… Hold the fort… The fourth what are you thinkingThe dogs need to settle down… They are interfering with my flow… My flow watching the last two episodes of fringe.

The next girl only… I said be a nice girl Holly. Dragon, you're working my last nerve. Don't make me reprogram you.

bad Dragon you lost another entry.  I was talking about my laboratory. How proud I am the. While it's not as good as Walter Bishop's lab at Harvard, I really like it once it had been Hamburg. And not as sophisticated as the ultimate lab, Nina's black lab. I like my lab. I am familiar with all the things I have collected. Yes, it is more of a collection than anything else. And I've coined a new term for it: steam junk. A play on the word steam punk, although Morgan and I disagree on the definition of steam punk.




Yes sir yes sir… It's one in the afternoon and all my chores are done
clean guestroom. Check
clean bathroom. Check
clean my corner of the bedroom. Check

and… Found the phone. It fell beside my underwear drawer in my closet. My lunchtime alarm went off, I heard it, now I got my phone.


Now that I've finished watching fringe, I'm going to finish Benidorm before I start anything else.













Wednesday, February 13, 2013

The.Burrowers.2008

Yes Great western slash horror


In the Wild West a rescue party sets out to find a family of settlers that has vanished from their home under mysterious circumstances.



No, really it looks good on you.


 Read a book...
 ...read a book.
 Read a Mother fucking book!
 Brush your teeth.
 Brush your teeth.
 Brush your gawd damn teeth.
 Use deodorant.
 Use deodorant.
 It ain't expensive. (I will show you this video on YouTube when you get here).


This microphone is driving me crazy. It's not the microphone is the Internet connection. I had a classic blog of all time. Some of my best work, even if I do say so myself… But unknown to me the Internet was down and it was not being saved. Regrettably, I lost it all.

I'll try to crack… Re-create some of the highlights. But it will never be the same. A moment in time, like sands through the hourglass…

The subject was Valentine's Day. Women. They haven't so..they have it so easy. The smallest gesture, can be seen as the greatest gift. For example, last year Cheryl met me at the door wearing nothing but an Indian tribal headdress, she had taken niacin tablets, flushed red as an Apple, and she introduced herself as Polka-all-you-want.

I have a trick or two up my sleeve, usually we wait in line for any restaurant in town. But not a Chucky cheese. Sit anywhere you want honey, by the ball pit… By the arcade… Nothing too good for my Valentine.

I did plan several surprises. You'll have to wait to tomorrow John, to find out what I came up with.

My youngest just got home I need to take a break.









Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Firefly Season 1



Five hundred years in the future, a renegade crew aboard a small spacecraft tries to survive as they travel the unknown parts of the galaxy and evade warring factions as well as authority agents out to get them.


Me: great series. Not so much of a scifi buff, but growing into one, there has always been that overlap between horror and scifi, like Head's side of the bed, I'm spreading over to the other side.


Like the cat, I often poder the situation in which I find myself.


Life is full of obstacles for us all.  Looks like its time for someone to give in and enjoy a swim.

Going to bed early has given me vigor and energy earlier than usual.  My alarm goes off at fife fourty-five. Not that I jump out of bed.  With all of the electronics, I can lay in bed and read or watch tv or even search the net. 'Watch tv'. Thats a dying phrase.  Now TV isn't right, watching videos is. Time marches on.  Hey, man, I was born in the sixties, weaned on the teat of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Far out, Man!

My mind is most active in the morning.  I had to catch myself and not say 'my mind is sharp' becasue I am not so sure I am ever sharp, I do not want to be presumptive.

Wanna here a secret? Wanna know how I get through the day, the game I play? At my desk, it is boring but busy so I become a rouge scientist.  For my current project, I've gotten a new playmate.  This character is from the Supernatural series I'm watching. Fred is his name. A roughe computer scientis who lives off the grid, an expert in the occult.  At my work, I'm updating the datapse with training records, boring!. Fred and I 'hack' into the network, over and over.  And before you know it, my work is done. Shhh, don't be a blabber mouth like me and tell anyone about this.

My coffee is cold, time to heat it up. I made Head coffee when I ground myself some fresh beans.  She lieks Folger's in a drip maker.  So, while the dogs pissed on the patio to avoid the rain, I makde us both coffee.  Do you like your coffee hot or cold? I can't stand even warm coffee.  Hot. Hot like the Devil's ass-hole.  That's how I take my Joe!


St Paul Crime Lab Emails Detail Turmoil During Inquiry.

Emails indicate that the department started trying to rectify issues even as the full extent of the lab's problems remained unclear. The correspondence was dated between March and June 2012, the months just before contentious courtroom testimony in July that forced major changes in the lab, suspension of its drug testing and outside review of all its work.
"Training has been lacking in that unit for a number of years and is an issue now," Assistant Chief Kathy Wuorinen wrote to Chief Thomas Smith on April 28. "There have been advancements in a number of areas that we have not kept up on. One of my goals is to get current our lab tech training and keep current with new trends."
Public defenders Lauri Traub and Christine Funk met with lab criminalist Kari McDermott on March 30. She told them that no margin of error was taken into account when weighing suspected drugs, no record was kept of when solvent expired and that she was unsure whether the lab conducted validation studies — a quality insurance measure. "This horrifies her," according to court documents.

Me: this is my world.  Training records. Traceability of chemiclas, like keeping track of the solvents in the article, and I'm going back and forth with the crime lab accreditaion auditors over method validation.  Don't worry, Fred and I will work on those training records more today, the network will be breached!



How about some breakfast?  



Now this is English muffins done right.


We tested this hat for children's safety and I snagged it when the testing was done. I seem to have a thing for hats. 



More so than you might know. Well, now you might be catching on. Remember the picture below. 


Well, I've been wearing a different hat every day and taking a picture.  I'll post them all on another blog. Just something silly to do, and a way to justify wearing some of the hats I have in several boxes.  


This picture was taken before I left for work.  Notice the bags on the counter, breakfast AND lunch for my youngest to take to college for a long day...or a lunch or breakfast for him and another for Head.  I make sure everyone has something to eat.  I choose to not eat at work. I take a small cooler with drinks. Flavored water, tea, iced coffee, and of course, just plain old water. I have to cat-nap on my lunch break. I use to have an hour and I'd come home to sleep. Now, I'm on a 30 minute break (but I come home earlier) so I nap in my car. Not sure what I'll do in the heat of summer.