tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37392982012-02-06T18:06:11.652-05:00...more or less successfully approximating humanity since 2002...The Masked Logicianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03219778080951565650noreply@blogger.comBlogger1041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739298.post-1140643117182562902006-02-22T16:16:00.000-05:002006-04-11T15:15:21.636-04:00

...the Masked Logician is *not* dead...He has simply retired.Come and visit him, if you wish, at his new home.Just be sure to keep the noise down.~The Management

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I'm not even bothering to weigh in on the "War on Christmas" issue. Frankly, I have more important things to do, like organizing my socks by threadcount. Fortunately, there's someone out there willing to take this thing to the mat for the betterment of all mankind. Note: You just thought I was a frothing mass of cynical, vitriolic rage.I only wish I could say I disagreed...

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Well, friends, it's once again that time of year when we as citizens of these Altered States of America come together to reminisce about what it is that makes this country great, to link arms and hearts in the timeless, ageless embrace of brotherhood, and to pay homage to the beautiful and noble traditions of bygone days.Wait, no, that's what we do at Grateful Dead tribute concerts.What we have

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I'm relatively certain that that comment link at the bottom of my posts works.You know, I'm just saying...

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On many a fine Friday afternoon such as this one, when I've just put the finishing touches on the final task and can now brush off the cinders of what has proven to be a very trying week indeed, it has been my habit to spend a little time--at least an hour or two--randomly bitching about all the things which invariably bother me (which, incidentally, are likely very simliar to the things which

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Things I've learned in the last forty-eight hours:Mashed potatoes can turn pink, if you leave them in the refrigerator long enough.Red rubber lungs make a very poor promotional tool. (But would be a great name for a rock band, I have no doubt.)At 97 dB, even Cirque du Soleil sounds like Megadeth.Most people believe that a PowerPoint presentation on organic fertilizer would become homicidally

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I do seem to have the most abysmal timing with these things. I finally start feeling my oats and set my face to the figurative wind, all ready to begin churning out reams of introspection, philosophy, political musings, and random, inexplicable--and possibly illegal--notions just at the one point in the year when I have absolutely no time whatsoever to devote to such things. At this moment, I

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I'll be damned. Another six months eroded off the end of my life, and not one single blogpost--no rants, no screeds, no tirades, no psychological assault of the world at large, not so much as a solitary invective--to show for it. I ought to be ashamed, ought I not, dear friends? Then again, as I remind myself each time my behaviour passes a new and heretofore unreachable threshhold of

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Nights like this, when I'm tired and more than a little mentally drained, I occasionally sit alone in what I very generously think of as my office, the hum of my aging computer trebling in my ears like a profoundly disturbing mechanical cricket, eyes closed, trying desperately to imagine what it must be like to be me...I just finished the last few pages of a bullshit treatise on the ethical and

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Here are a few things that have been on my mind lately:Steroids: Am I the only one homicidally bored by the great fucking three-ring legal circus that has sprung up around professional baseball? Am I the only one more than mildly concerned about the state of our legal profession--from the lowliest ambulance chaser right straight on up the the top of Capitol Fucking Hill--in that it can find no

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Part I.If you've read more than three words on this page, you should be able to deduce that one of my primary modes of recreation entails bitching about other peoples' inferior world views, particularly insofar as those world views center on politics. This should beg the question of the astute mind: "Well, alright, then, but what do you believe we, as [insert political/social/cultural/sexual

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I happened to stumble on this interesting bit of pie-eyed fluff this morning. Seems Mr. JIMWICh favors a mass partyline shift for all democrats into the welcoming arms of the Green Party. Initially, my impression was: "Guh." I mean really now, if we're really fighting for our political lives against the Cute 'n' Cuddly Conservatives, can we be expected to win by joining forces with a party who

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To be this friggin' stupid. Have you ever done something so stupid, so embarrassingly idiotic that you had to stop suddenly and look around to make sure no one was watching? Just now, I sat here in front of my trusty computer, blazing my tottering, slew-footed one-man path through the uncharted heart of darkest Internet, all the while chewing grimly on the end of a fluorescent yellow highliter.

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...but then, so is chastity, and that's no fun either.For any of you out there who give a rat's ass, I promise that I am not yet clinically dead, and that, moreover, whilst I still retain some level of neural function, I plan to resume the word production at some point in the foreseeable future.Meanwhile, feel free to hang out, browse the archives, enjoy the complimentary mmusic music in your

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...for the preceding nonsense. I've been playing with a spiffy little blog interface tool called w.bloggar. Seems like a good thing. Give 'em a jangle, huh?

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What's life all about? Is God really real. or is there some doubt?I swear, sir, I've never even heard of anyone named Monty Python...

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Gee, boys and girls, all sorts of nifty-keen things have happened since we talked last. Let's see: Well, we've mobilized an assault on Fallujah in concert with the "Iraqi military" (including all fifteen troops and their five jeeps). Ostensibly, this effort comes under the direction of the equally dubious Iraqi government. Of course, if you listen to the right people, pretty soon

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This is better than anything you're going to find here. Go read it, then we'll talk. This thinking business is fun, once you get the hang of it.

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I know I promised to lay off the politicking for a while, but it's time we got some things strait. What follows is the first installment in what is to be a series of thumbnail dissections of life in this slice of alternate reality we like to call the United States. Stay tuned, and remember to take copious notes, because there will be a test... Alright, kids, pay attention. Class is in session.

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In the spirit of random curmudgeonry, I've just brainstormed a list of things that generally annoy the hell out of me. Further, in the spirit of being a heartless bastard, I'm making you read it. Therefore, here are, in no particulary order, several things that piss me off: Toneless, tuneless, amelodic power noise music played above 3 dBMiddle-aged men who wear bow tiesAny food product

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If this had been a real emergency, this bog post would have been followed by explicit instructions to stick your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye. Thank you for your cooperation.

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First of all, I know that my last couple of posts have been a hair on the long side, even for me. For those of you who actually took the time to read them, I appreciate the effort. I suppose, in a larger sense, I’m really writing to and for myself, but it’s always nice to imagine that something I say might eventually find its way into someone else’s mind, where it might come to some good.

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Is this the big one? Am I finally about to cash in all those Big Macs in a stupefying display of cardiac pyrotechnics wherein my poor twitching heart breaks open within my chest and issues forth gelatinous clots of industrial-grade cholesterol the consistency of expanding foam insulation? No, fortunately I'm not having a heart attack--at least not yet. I'm merely experiencing a violent

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As you must know by now unless you live in a deep-sea diving bell off the Galapagos, George W. Bush has officially retained the crown...er, presidency. Kerry made an honorable concession speech a little while ago, during which he expounded on his deep love and respect for the American people, laid out his philosophy for our future, and made clear his commitment to the future of this nation. The

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**Mumbles distractedly** **Clears throat** About that thing I said earlier: you know, the thing about the tide of political assent and mathematical death and so on? Well... You see, there's this whole thing going on; I have acid reflux disease; I was dehydrated; It was a grammar malfunction... Ah, fuck.

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The littlest member of Dubya's apparenly growing fan club is on CNN right now mewling something to the effect that we're in imminent danger of further terror attacks; in fact, he--and apparently some vaguely alluded 'many others' I wasn't personally aware of--was convinced that we were due for massive attacks throughout the day, and only Georgie Boy's prime-grade leadership has kept us safe this

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With the finalization of polling in Illinois, Georgia, Kentucky, and Vermont, the big outlets begin the opening groans of what is likely to become thirty-six-plus hour orgy of multi-partisan smoke-speak. On that account, I wanted to take this one last opportunity to discuss Election Day itself before all such concerns are overshadowed by the more immediate problems associated with surviving

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...all over the world tonight. Oh, wait. I'm sorry. Right now you can hardly hear yourself think out here in the good 'ol blogosphere. If only webservers could talk, they'd be screaming. The polls on the eastern seaboard close in less than five minutes, and everyone with a pocket calculator is frantically manipulating electoral vote statistics trying to massage out a victory for their candidate

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Woo-hoo! Doesn't democracy give you a rush? Yeah, me neither. In any case, the polls are alive and swinging in most places, and voter fraud intimidation manipulation participation is proceeding at a fantastic pace. So send the kids to the neighbors', lock Rover in the barn, and head on down for some hot, wild, electoral action. It's the most fun you can have while potentially deciding the future

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I happened to overhear Ben Stein on CNN earlier this afternoon pontificating on some fictitious moral high ground that he believes America occupies. According to Mr. Stein, America really is Reagan's pie-eyed theoretical "City on a Hill". He goes on to propose that, despite any and all faults in our foreign, domestic, or economic policies, the United States is fundamentally endowed with some

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Good news, everyone. In just over 24 hours, polling places throughout the US will close their doors behind the last of us John Q. Leverpullers and we can put this whole quasi-democratic farce behind us for four more years. Don't mistake me: I'm all in favor of voting. In point of fact, I'm going to take this final opportunity to throw my voice into the general hue and cry by saying to all

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allworkandnoplaymakesjackadullboy

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I see it's already been a month since my last post. Inexplicably, however, the earth's rotation continues unabated. The tides come in, the garbage gets taken out, and everywhere the unsettling tentacle-scrape of expanding civilization can be heard. When I was younger and more idealistic, it aggravated me to contemplate the miniscule extent of my affect on the biosphere at large. But now I

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Damnable server apparently ate my last two posts. No time to fix them now, I'm already late for a tea party. Back soon, though. Stay safe, kiddies, and, if you're travelling to the South in the near future, remember: Don't drink the Kool-Aid. Peace.

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Yep, it's that time of year again. You step outside, take a deep, slow breath, feel the warm sunshine on your face, and you think to yourself, "What the hell is that smell"? Then it hits you: it's March. And you know what that means. That means the humidity comes back. For those of you not immediately familiar with the southeastern regions of the United States, I should explain what I mean

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Did you ever stop to wonder just who comes up with all the statistics we're forced to absorb on a daily basis? Well I did, and what I discovered will shock you... Wait, what's that? Sorry, you're going to have to hold that thought. This is interesting. Anybody know where I can find 716,009 spiders? I want to try something...

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That's right, friends, the totals from Super Tuesday are in and counted, and we can now say with authority that the winner is... ...whichever itinerant alien race gets here first. I don't know about you people in the rest of the world who, for reasons of culture or currency, are relatively insulated from the collective American psyche, but I for one think we're long overdue for an inter-special

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Finally, musicians are playing actual instruments again. Synthesizers are all fine and good, and I personally love the theremin, but there's a line that should never have been crossed: electronic drum kits. Logistically, it's almost infinitely more complicated to design and manufacture a hunk of electronics that simulates simple percussion than it is to build a drum. That's just inefficient.

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...where I'd be alone inside this desiccated hulk of an early-eighteenth-century farmhouse on the property where my grandparents lived when I was young. Once there I could always expect to be visited by some supernormal malevolency the like of which would bring a tear to the eye and a quiver to the bladder of Robert Englund himself. On more than one occasion, I can recall, in the infinite

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Ok, so I was wrong... It snowed today. Quite a lot; and will in all likelihood continue to do so well into the afternoon tomorrow. To anyone who happens to be reading in whose face I laughed yesterday at the notion of frozen precipitation--not that I expect there are any of you--I would hereby like to express my deep and sincere desire that you sod off immediately. I mean seriously, the

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You know the ones I'm talking about. First, everything seems to go wrong. So you change everything around, and for a few nanoseconds—much like the temporary vacuum in the immediate vicinity of an erupting volcano—you’re skippin’ down the cobblestones, just lookin’ for fun and feelin’ groovy, as the wise prophets once said. Then the universe looks you square in the eye and demands to know just

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Late-Breaking NewsToday's Track: Cool Walter Kronkite-esque newsreel trackThe long-awaited return of the Amazing Colossal Inconsistent Blogger?Dare we believe?Details at eleven...

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Test Post This has been a test. Thank you for remaining calm.

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Today's Track: Camptown Races Well, apparently we can clone horses. That being the case, why are we powerless to prevent tragedies such as this?

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You Keep That Up, You'll Go Blind OR Potentially unhealthy musings on the Star Trek universe As may be painfully obvious, I am a devoted Trekkie. Yes, I said Trekkie, not Trekker. And yes, there is a difference. To continue: Star Trek, as you may know if you've come into direct contact with hardcore fans--which, by the way, you should never do without mutual consent and adequate protection--

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Imagine that... ...I still have a blog. Will wonders never cease?

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Untitled Today's Track: What aWonderful World--Louis Armstrong Somebody sung me a song, (couldn’t keep the beat), sure they got it wrong... Drummer at the door, man, smilin’ at me. Let’s get him on his way. Bonds to buy, men to die. Hey, boy, on your feet. You know I’m right. (What’s he think? It don’t matter.) No shame in being a stranger in some other stranger’s land. (Mama, what’s

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Watch For Snakes Today's Track: Eve of Destruction--Barry McGuire For the benefit of those of you who have spent the last few months on Neptune, in a box, in a hole, under a rock, with your fingers in your ears, America seems likely1 to go to war. With Iraq. Again. Now I know that some highly untrustworthy persons--mostly seditious malcontents and anti-American firebrands--will try to insist

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Newsflash--Watch Your Eyesight Today's Track: None Oh... **LIstens intently** Hmmm... I think I understand now. You're waiting for me to write this thing. Interesting. Well, in that case, I'll get back to you just as soon as I remember where I put that goat. Trust me.

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Worth A Thousand Words Today's Track: Sara--Bob Dylan I decided this morning to do some cleaning. I don't know what led me to this decision, though I suspect extraterrestrial involvement. You see, I clean no more often than is strictly necessitated by considerations of health, safety, and general well being. And it shows. My house is like a Discovery Channel documentary. Things are rapidly

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Tin Soldiers Today's Track: Five Feet High and Rising--Johnny Cash It began, as have so many of history's most profound and critical events, with a sandwich and a dull clunking sound. It was quiet. As they say in the movies, perhaps a little too quiet. The late afternoon sun was ambling across the land, and somewhere, a bird sang out, a long, sweet tune. I stood by the kitchen sink,

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Philosophy For Humans: III Not Just For Sports Fans, Anymore Today's Track: Psychic--The Crash Test Dummies It was a conversation that actually began sometime early last summer, I suppose. It was, as were so many of our discourses at that time, an absurd and quite possibly illegal hour of the morning. I had just signed online to conduct a few pieces of general web-based business--checking

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Precipitous Circumstances Today's Track: Riders on the Storm--Creed (Woodstock ‘99) I awoke this morning, blissfully unaware of the proximity of mortal danger. I stumbled from my bed in the customary manner, partook of copious amounts caffeine, and, almost as an afterthought, switched on my faithful if mostly useless television. And lucky thing, too! After a brief internal debate over which

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There Are No Privileged Observers Track Two: Sunday Morning--Velvet Underground I don't recall now how I came to be standing behind my house at such an inhuman hour. There I was, just after dawn, watching. Watching what? That's precisely what I asked myself after about thirty seconds. You see, the view across the back of my property is something less than pastoral, and entirely devoid of

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One New Year, Slightly Used Today’s Track: Auld Lang Syne--Jimi Hendrix Yes, I know. Some anal-retentive souls would insist that January 15th is a preposterous time to pass on wishes for a happy New Year. But then, these same individuals would, no doubt, assert that lightning cannot be used to remove the paint from an automobile, or that the transformers from HO-scale model train sets are

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Perspcacious Prodigal and Periodic Pedant, Revisited Today's Track: Wasting My Time--Default Diligence? I don’t even own a horse. --Lord Cynicus Just when you thought it was safe... Out of the dense and forboding mists of needless curmudgeonry, wreathed in the uneasy witchlight of obstructive cynicism, shrouded in the plush, well-tailored robes of

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Philosophy For Humans II:Why can't we all just get along? Today's Track: Peace Train--Cat Stevens I've recently undertaken something of a minor sociological experiment, partly out of curiosity and partly due to the alarming amount of free time I seem to have these days. Originally, the experimental parameters called for me to randomly accost members of carefully analyzed demographics and

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It's All In Your Head Today's Track: Mind Games--John Lennon I pass this on to you, a gift from my friend Lord Cynicus. I wish it to be known that I do not advocate his views--or indeed any of a great number of other aspects of his personality--in any way whatsoever. Read at your own hazard, and make of it what you will... Just for the sake of sheer bloody randomness, and the fact that I

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Christmas Spirit, No Charge Today's Track: It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas--Bing Crosby It's finally autumn again. And you can always tell, can't you? Maybe it's the chill in the air, or maybe its the blaze of color that erupts in the trees. Or maybe it's the first ludicrously overpriced ceramic Jesus of the year. I ran into this fabled harbinger of the approaching holiday season

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Reflections In The Dark Today's Track: The Sound of Silence--Simon and Garfunkel I found myself staring at the ceiling at about 02:00 this morning, listening to nothing and wishing it were louder, so that it might drown out the dull roar of my thoughts. For any of you unfamiliar with this particular pastime, let me assure you that your luck has been with you. For starters, you have hours of

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Incoming Today's Track: Soundtrack: Monty Python and the Holy Grail Call me a geek if you want, but PBS is great television. No, really. Not only is it educational, but, at times, it can be downright inspirational. Case in point: On a recent episode of long-running series This Old House, the crew was engaged in remodeling a house in one of Florida's more hurricane-intensive regions. The

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Untitled Today's Track: Monday, Monday--The Mamas and The Papas After the other day, I almost feel like pouring myself a Guinness or three and singing "Feelings" to a coat-rack. The poor thing would probably skitter away in fear. Somewhere along the way, this thing has undergone some sort of spontaneous format shift, becoming less a lighthearted poke at humanity and more a sort of ongoing

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Just Thought You Should Know Today's Track: Wrote a Song For Everyone--Creedence Clearwater Revival First, yes, I do in fact realize that it's been a while since my last post. For the last few days, I've been a bit under the weather. Well, alright, to be perfectly honest, my real problem was a sudden shortage of inspiration. I considered filling the blank space with some half-hearted

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Caution: Random Venting Today's Track: Two Thousand Light Years From Home--The Rolling Stones I think someone with a good working knowledge of Javascript should design a little browser toy which automatically creates a link to every single page you visit, referring it back to a homepage you, the user, have previously specified. Why? Why not? The internet is supposed to be all about the free

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The Tilapia Did It, Officer or Of Bicycling Drummers and Intellectual Discontent Today’s Tracks: Zombie--The Cranberries and Another Saturday Night--Sam Cooke Every so often, even the most oblivious of us are given to make a blinding insight. Only then do we truly appreciate the sentiment so aptly expressed by one

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All Quiet In The Left Hemisphere Today's Track: They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haa!--Napolean XIV Sometimes I wonder. For all of our generations of speculation about things like evolution, cosmology, theology, and the true nature of rock and roll, sometimes I really do wonder whether or not man was truly cut out for the deeper issues of life. Out of respect for issues long--and

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Pointless Mental Exercise Today's Track: Magic Carpet Ride--Steppenwolf How many people dream? Trick question, because obviously everyone does. Have you, then, ever had a nightmare? Yes? Good. That is, probably not good, but acceptable in the sense that you know what I'm talking about. You do know what I'm talking about, right? Really? Wow, I'm impressed. In that case, to continue: What

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Philosophy For Humans: I Today’s Track: God Shuffled His Feet--Crash Test Dummies There is, I have noticed, a great deal of stress afflicting humanity these days. And I've come to the conclusion that this is due, at least in part, to the lack of free alcohol. But not helping matters any is the fact that, ever since the first proto-hominid creature pondered the unfairness of the cosmos while

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Public (Dis)Service Announcement Life needs a soundtrack. I feel very strongly about this. (Well, ok, it’s a half-baked idea I’ve had for a while, specifically reinforced by a similar concept I’ve seen employed in many other weblogs I peruse for ideas to pilfer. Expound upon! Extrapolate, yes, that’s what I meant to say! Pilfer! Ha ha! What a card I am, huh?) But seriously, it’s a

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Punitive Conversation Occasionally, in the course of conducting something roughly approximating everyday life, you are forced to interact with other people. This unfortunate necessity is responsible for most of the major maladies afflicting mankind today, such as ulcers, psychoses, and used car salesmen. But once in a blue moon (a quaint colloquialism which translates as: "Just one day before

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Oh, Say Can You See The Cubicle Dweller delivers this: The "T" word I found this list on Wired.com: The USA Patriot Act changes some of Americans' fundamental legal rights in the name of the war on terror, including: · Freedom of association: The government may monitor religious and political groups without evidence of criminal activity. · Right to liberty: Americans may be jailed without

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That's Easy For You To Say The name escapes me at present--I would greatly appreciate if someone could enlighten me--but someone once said something to the effect that anyone willing to assume power should under no circumstances be allowed to wield it. Though this is obviously obstructively cynical and ungraciously vindictive (there have been a few good, competent leaders in America's history,

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Just Saying... Some of you may have arrived at the conclusion that the Masked Logician is the least bit cynical. My reaction to this is to declare that you obviously have the pattern recognition skills of mulch. No offence, but even a cursory perusal of my writings will clearly indicate that I am one of the Western Hemisphere's richest natural resources of raw cynicism. Had either of them

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One Last I know what I said. I had decided to make one small token of rememberance to past tragedies and leave it in peace. And I will. But before I do, I'd ask that you read this. It says what needs to be said, I think, about a lot of things.

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Further Rememberance It is now almost midnight here. Just a few more hours until a nation observes one of its darkest aniversaries. I realize that this is an exhausting-and none too lightly trodden--topic, and I have only a few more words to say on it. Many were the lives we lost on that sunny morning a year ago, and great the cost both in dollars and in grief. Laid asunder alongside those

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You Know Who You Are To the one person reading this who knows what it means: You can rest assured that I am aware of my continued (seeming) avoidance of addressing certain very important matters herein. I know too, as do you, that I move often at a pace which would do shame to any self-respecting glacier. But I promise that you are neither forgotten nor excluded. After all, is it not true

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Grab Your Torches And Pitchforks It's finally happened. Just as I predicted. The witch-hunts commence. I happened to catch a few words at the tag end of a newscast last night about a bunch of billboards in the state of Florida. Seems the local law enforcement, in response to past and potential future acts of terror-motivated violence, has deployed some large-scale promotional propaganda in

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The Random Curmudgeon Strikes Again People are great, aren't they? I know, I spend most of my time grousing about slack-witted humanity, but even I have to admit that, for solid entertainment, you simply can't beat Homo Sapiens. Especially their television. Take for instance a certain major multi-million dollar American television network. I won't mention the name, but it's infamous for

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Consider this hearty, filling bit of life insight from the Cubicle Dweller: In Mostly Harmless, Douglas Adams wrote, "There is an art to the business of making sandwiches which it is given to few ever to find the time to explore in depth." When I was a student, I must have had far too much time on my hands, because if there is only one thing that I am truly good at, it is making sandwiches.

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Pop Quiz... I had an interesting conversation the other day. A gentleman and I were discussing some of the more general points of foreign relations and the sort of broad, sweeping social issues that only crop up in a conversation between two people with absolutely nothing to say. This led, as such things are in these days, to a reprisal of the most unfortunate occurrences of last September in

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Dubious Linkmongering Ah, Free Enterprise. Now this is what I call determined niche marketing. Finally, a little something for all you aspiring megalomaniacs out there...

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Oh, The Humanity Every now and again, something happens that makes you think that maybe the human race isn't so bad after all. Sometimes it's some colossal event which reshapes your entire existence, and other times it's just a small thing that you might not even notice until long after it is over. Whatever form it takes, your whole world view is altered, even if only a little. Suddenly, that

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Smite If You Will Militant religious types never fail to amuse me. A wise and observant individual (whose name I have forgotten, though suffice it to say that it is not me) once said: "A holy war is like two people arguing over who has the biggest imaginary friend." To all such people, I have only one thing to say. Prepare yourself, for this is a profound insight. Someone is wrong. That's

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As Long As He's Not Driving... All these years, I had suspected Finland of being a rather quiet, low-temperature geological element of Europe. Little did I realize that its inhabitants were, in fact, insane. It seems that the unassuming Fins have achieved that for which American consumer technology designers have striven since the days of the Revolutionary War: they have designd a media

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Principled Pontification Today was not a good day, principle-wise. I was, for reasons which are still somewhat unclear to even myself, a guest in the home of a couple of my less distant relations this afternoon. Let me first stress that I am fond of both of these individuals, man and wife. They are, in fact, perhaps the only members of my family outside the nuclear unit that I can abide at

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Tax Dollars At Work "A tax on plastic shopping bags in the Republic of Ireland has cut their use by more than 90% and raised millions of euros in revenue, the government says." This is beyond commentary. But, since it's my blog, I feel that I should be the one to say something, if something must indeed be said. All of you out there who have so much fun bashing Uncle Sam, I don't want to hear

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Further Poor Luck HaloScan is offline due to server difficulties. Just in case anyone attempted to post a comment--and I'm SURE you did--that's the reason it didn't work.

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Boredom Can Be Inspiration, Too I have little else going on just now, so I just thought I'd open a blank text window and see what happened. Nothing much, would be the short answer. So, since I'm already here, I may as well note that I am FINALLY almost through with Robert Pirsig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance. A great read, for the most part. Addresses, among other things, the

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Consider, If You Will You are on your way home to your new spouse--who is waiting in your new home--after a long first day at your dream job. Life is, in short, perfect. Imagine that you are all alone, in a secluded, unpopulated area. It's late at night, and you stop and get out of your vehicle for a few minutes. While you're having your break, a figure lurches from the darkness and

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The Doctor Is In (Town) I just had the privilege of witnessing one of the greats in the world of artistic billiards do what he does best. Tonight, for one night only, the internationally-known Tom "Dr. Cue" Rossman was in town. Now, being an enthusiast of the game, if not, strictly speaking, possessing any actual skill or playing ability, I decided that I needed to see this. I must say that

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Dubious Linkmongering I just recently came across a site that is simultaneously disturbing and disturbingly addictive. I have absolutely no idea how to describe this. But, if you have the courage, it's worth a look, even if only for morbid curiousity's sake. Be warned: Not suitable for children, Baptists, or any others whose sensibilities are apt to be injured by the more repugnant facets of

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Random Idealism This short bit of raving was inspired by a rebuttal formed to a conversation I had some time ago with a friend, antagonist, and self-made philosopher. Said rebuttal itself has long hidden away in some personal (offline) writings, but I present here the gist of it. Would someone kindly explain to me why standardization of Web browser platforms (and concurrently, Web design) is

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FUBAR, apparently I would like to thank those of you who've taken time out of your busy lives to read my little sapling of a blog. I realize that, as of right this moment, it more or less an exercise in electronic boredom, but with any luck other than what I've had, it will get better. Notice I said: "I would like to thank..." I would like to thank my readers, but, for all I can determine, I

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St. Cynicus I’ve always heard that a person should mind their actions carefully in the course of their day-to-day life, because God (or Santa Claus, depending on age at the time) is constantly watching. Being beyond childhood, I’ve abandoned Santa Claus as a potential threat to my happiness. And, being a staunch agnostic, I tend to look on God as more of an intellectual endeavor than a source

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A Very Good Question The other day, a child approached me on the street and said hello. I of course responded with one or another of the customary responses to this greeting. But she--a dirt-smudged girl of about seven or so--went right on staring at me. I began to grow nervous, because you can never tell who might be a covert assassin or an undercover Avon salesbeing. I proceeded to watch

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Work Ahead (Sort Of) In case it has not yet become painfully clear, I am something of a rank amateur in the field of web design and publishing. This is true in much the same way that an aardvark might be considered an amateur the field of quantum mechanical theory. I have great plans for this blog in the future. That is, I don't have any specific NEGATIVE plans, as of yet. But it's going to

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Profundity and Fruit From Stephen Hawking's The Universe in a Nutshell:As one goes back in time, the cross sections of our past light cone reach a maximum size and begin to get smaller again. Our past is pear-shaped. That just about say it all, doesn't it?

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Literary Dissidence I am currently making an effort to re-read Mark Twain's Letters From the Earth. I strongly recommend it to anyone wishing to see Christian theology, as well as quite a few other things, dealt with in a most irreverent, at yet astute, manner. Christians--especially closed-minded ones--be warned: The Creator is not spared a single shot, and this is not a Dean Martin roast. Be

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Holy Abberrant Anthropology, Batman! I recently had the opportunity to serve circuit court jury duty for the first time. Now, before you all mob me for autographs, I must regrettably inform you that it is nowhere near as glamorous as Hollywood would have you believe. There were no Clarence Darrow-esque orations, no dramatic gavel-banging condemnations, no John Grisham-style cloak and dagger

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Patience, Please I realize that thus far I have posted naught but useless verbosity and documentation of my various technical misadventures. I do, however, intend, at some time before the sun cools significantly, to begin the actual weblog portion of this weblog. Trust me...

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