Hijack this thread...

[Gaillo]

Hijack this thread, for fabulous prizes!

[PatColo]

OP is shamelessly OT.

back on topic:

djooz (http://zioncrimefactory.com/jew-world-order/). discuss.

[vacuum]

Don't fall for the trap. Gaillo is obviously running some sort of psychological/social experiment. He's analyzing every post here to prove or disprove a hypothesis he's come up with.

[PatColo]

^ sounds like a case of joosh psychological projection (http://zioncrimefactory.com/2011/09/23/the-psychological-projections-of-organized-jewry/).

you describe your agenda, namely wanting to see how peeps responded to your reply, but you hoped to deflect scrutiny of this by your fraudulently projecting your agenda onto your opponent, Gaillo.

talk about chutzpah. ;)

[Twisted Titan]

Bah!!!

Forget about all this prepping all you have to do is own enough Silver Mercury Dimes and everything should be okay

[gunDriller]

let's talk about Surfing.

think the World Title will be decided next week in Santa Cruz, or will it remain un-settled to Pipeline ?


let me say it for you ... WHO CARES ? :)

[beefsteak]

Hijack this thread, for fabulous prizes!

Is this a safe thread where I can post a few observations about the length of Moroni's golden trumpet?

[singular_me]

looks like it is going to be another marathon thread LOL

[iOWNme]

http://cdn.memegenerator.net/instances/250x250/20465483.jpg

[MNeagle]

http://themavesite.com/TMS-Pictures/2010-10/IThrowMyTelescopeInTheAirSometimes.jpg

[General of Darkness]

I blow goats with John Travolta!

http://gifsforum.com/images/image/op%20is%20gay/grand/op-is-gay-eccbc87e4b5ce2fe28308fd9f2a7baf3-1481.jpg

[General of Darkness]

http://www.troll.me/images/the-most-interesting-man-in-the-world/i-dont-always-post-in-gay-threads-but-when-i-doit-means-the-op-is-a-faggot.jpg

[EE_]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EY-BhCuG16E

[cortez]

http://www.summitpost.org/muztagh-tower-2012/816461

[Ponce]

Is a trick, I know that it is a trick to steal my tp....

First post of the day........good morning to one and all.

[EE_]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_J5xeSEcD0o

[mamboni]

Batman will save this thread...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4iGqbacjtBg

[Old Herb Lady]

Herbs Used in the Treatment of Mental Disorders





St. John's Wort (hypericum perforatum):



Depression, Anxiety
St. John's Wort has been around for about 2000 years. The herb was named after John the Baptist because the bright yellow flowers of the plant are most abundant around the time of his June 24th birthday. St. John's Wort has been historically used for depression, anxiety, gastritis, and insomnia, and it is the leading treatment in Germany for depression. The FDA has yet to approve it for use in the United States and it is still regulated as a dietary supplement, however, this may change based on new clinical studies.

Many people find this herb to be very effective in treating mild to moderate depression. From what is known about St. John's Wort it is considered to be safe to take. However, long-term use has not been studied so caution should be used when taking the herb for any length of time.
Use of this product may increase sensitivity to sunlight. Other side effects are rare and usually very mild. Do not take St. John's Wort with other antidepressants as this can cause a life-threatening condition known as Serotonin Syndrome.



Passion Flower:



Anxiety, Insomnia
Chrysin, the active ingredient in Passion Flower, appears to be a partial agonist of benzodiazepine receptors. It is not an aphrodisiac as the name implies, but works as a sedative at controlling anxiety and easing insomnia. Passion Flower is nonaddictive, but should not be used during pregnancy or lactation. It has not been found to interact negatively with other sedatives.



Ginseng:




Depression, Adhd
Ginseng is believed to improve the balance of neurotransmitters in the brain and also to work as an adaptogen. It improves concentration and focus and eases depression and fatigue. Side effects can include headache, insomnia, anxiety, and heart palpitations.




Licorice:



Depression
Licorice is a powerful antidepressant, and at least 8 licorice compounds are MAO inhibitors. Taking too much licorice can result in headache, lethargy, sodium and water retention, excessive loss of potassium, and high blood pressure.




Ginkgo Biloba:



Depression, Adhd
This is currently a very popular herb that is believed to work by increasing blood flow to the brain and other parts of the body. Many people report a significant improvement in mood and attention while taking it.





Valerian:



Anxiety, Insomnia
Valerian is a sedative obtained from a plant found in Europe and temperate regions in Asia. It can act as a minor tranquilizer for restlessness, anxiety and sleep disturbance. Dubbed "God's Valium" in the popular press, valerian also acts as a muscle relaxant. It inhibits an enzyme that breaks down the neurotransmitter GABA. By stimulating GABA, it dampens the brain's arousal system.

Significant side effects are not common. The PDR for Herbal Medicines (Fleming, 1998) cautions that gastrointestinal complaints can occur in rare instances and that contact allergies can occur in very rare cases. With long-term administration, restlessness, sleeplessness, mydriasis, headaches and cardiac dysfunction can occasionally appear.



Kava-Kava:



Anxiety, Insomnia
Kava-kava, a green leafy member of the pepper family, may be a safe, efficacious, low-cost herbal alternative to conventional antianxiety medications, without the potential for physical addiction, major side effects or loss of alertness. Its name means "intoxicating pepper" in Latin. It is well known to the natives of the South Pacific Islands for its tranquilizing properties and its ability to increase sociability.

The herb can reduce anxiety and tension, and it can promote restful sleep. It is probably the most potent anxiolytic available without a prescription. It is nonaddictive, and people rarely seem to develop tolerance. It does not alter mental clarity, nor does it interfere with reaction times, alertness or other cognitive abilities. Its ability to promote relaxation without loss of mental sharpness makes it particularly useful for the daytime management of anxiety.



Damiana:



Depression
People have reported an improvement in mood when taking this herb, and it appears to be very effective at improving impotence and some of the other sexual side effects of traditional antidepressant medication.




Gotu Kola:



Depression, Adhd, Schizophrenia
Gotu Kola has been shown in several studies to improve memory, mental alertness, and increase attention span. It also contains two saponin glycosides, brahmoside and brahminoside, which are known to promote relaxation.



http://www.angelfire.com/home/bphoenix1/herbs.html

[gunDriller]

hi-jacking threads - is that anything like taking home towels from the gym ?

[Old Herb Lady]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZmMwP5bELE



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmrkRXivUa4&feature=relmfu



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdCfnzxi0vQ&feature=relmfu

[k-os]

3873

[zap]

I am going to go to the fall festival today..... have some bbq'ed chicken and look for some pumpkins.

[Gaillo]

I just checked my email... bombers spammmed me! :(

[Old Herb Lady]

3873

Uh Oh.


Now what did I say wrong

[EE_]

I am going to go to the fall festival today..... have some bbq'ed chicken and look for some pumpkins.

That sounds like fun day for you and the little one! Enjoy!

[k-os]

Uh Oh.


Now what did I say wrong

It wasn't meant for you, or anyone in particular, but we can fight about it and derail this thread if you want to. :)

[Dogman]

I am going to go to the fall festival today..... have some bbq'ed chicken and look for some pumpkins.

Pumpkin pie.....ummmm!

[Old Herb Lady]

:p
It wasn't meant for you, or anyone in particular, but we can fight about it and derail this thread if you want to. :)

Oh OK ! Ya see, I post things that are condescending under Mamboni's posts ALL the time, it's just second nature to me now.
No worries, he doesn't care. IF I get too out of hand, I apologize to him & we move on friendly again until I kick him again. No prob !
We're not all sweet beautiful women on here like you, Miss K-Os. Some of us are nasty & bitchy ! (speaking for myself only there, of course)

[midnight rambler]

Herbs Used in the Treatment of Mental Disorders




Iboga.

[midnight rambler]

Su-25 demo (a/c has no afterburners, dry power only) -


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cviu24esPxY

[Gaillo]

.
.
Azam Ali - Forty One Ways (...to Die)

Kickass music from an Iranian musician:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JNiDA7cO-g0

[k-os]

:p

Oh OK ! Ya see, I post things that are condescending under Mamboni's posts ALL the time, it's just second nature to me now.
No worries, he doesn't care. IF I get too out of hand, I apologize to him & we move on friendly again until I kick him again. No prob !
We're not all sweet beautiful women on here like you, Miss K-Os. Some of us are nasty & bitchy ! (speaking for myself only there, of course)

Listen lady, I am getting really sick of you calling me beautiful. Don't you know that's objectifying women? I am not beautiful. I am just me. No labels. No objects. What if I told you how I really think about you? Yeah, you're pretty darned awesome and super helpful, and really generous, and, sorry, but I don't even think that you are old. I would bet real money that YOU are the one that is beautiful, by the way.

Just sayin'.

[Horn]

PMA as opposed to PMS


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yfvaWCUv1g&list=UUFxPgc43QeNCJ0l8Hhd9_IA&index=2&f eature=plcp

[TheNocturnalEgyptian]

Allow me the honor of giving you a brief lesson in Mr. Gaillo's many militant attributes. Some background is in order: Gaillo wants to control every aspect of our lives. He wants us to rise, fall asleep, work, and live at the beat of a drum. Then, once we're molded into a uniform mass, we'll be incapable of seeing that Gaillo would have us believe that his critics are aligned with very dark and malevolent fourth-dimensional aliens known as Draconians. Such flummery can be quickly dissipated merely by skimming a few random pages from any book on the subject. If he wanted to, he could damage the self-esteem and physical health of millions of young men and women. He could inculcate snippy tracts. And he could turn the trickle of Jacobinism into a tidal wave. We must not allow Gaillo to do any of these.

Gaillo is afflicted with what I call Escapism Addiction Disorder. Symptoms include loss of control, craving and withdrawal symptoms, social isolation, excessive financial debt, and an insatiable desire to launch a salvo of mindless reports against the somber, oppressed masses. The only known cure is for Gaillo to admit that we mustn't be content to patch and darn, to piece and cobble at the worn and rotten fabric of his self-pitying, obtrusive denunciations. Instead we must build bridges where in the past all that existed were moats and drawbridges.

Gaillo's clear-cut demonstrations of gross moral turpitude have led me to believe that Gaillo reached the apex of lunatic effrontery when he began imposing theological straightjackets on scriptural interpretation. Of course, this sounds simple, but in reality, the real issue is simple: Gaillo confuses demagoguery with leadership and undocumented conspiracism with serious research. I've tried to explain to his immoral apologists that the Gaillo Foundation's latest report on imperious interventionism is filled with fabrications, half-truths, innuendo, and guilt by association. As could be expected, they were a bit slow on the uptake. I just couldn't get them to comprehend that Gaillo says that the key to living a long and happy life is to let down ladders that the socially inept, illiterate, and nit-picky scramble to climb. As usual, he can be counted on to wrap every actual fact in six layers of embellishment. The truth is that if Gaillo's prolix annunciations became more widespread, it would spell the ruination of this country.

There'll always be some infernal grammaticaster who's eager to complain about my use of English in this letter. He'll probably tell me that it's grammatically incorrect to use the word "haughty" when writing, "Gaillo is a haughty sectarian." Well, the fact is that Gaillo is a haughty sectarian, and he and I disagree about our civic duties. I allege that we must do our utmost to ring the bells of truth. Gaillo, on the other hand, believes that he has the trappings of deity.

When one looks at the increasing influence of absenteeism in our culture one sees that Gaillo's signature is on everything. So how come his fingerprints are nowhere to be found? Whatever the answer, Gaillo is the embodiment of everything petty in our lives. Every grievance, every envy, every distasteful ideology finds expression in Gaillo.

If the country were overrun by obstreperous spoilsports, we could expect to observe widespread discrimination in our daily lives—stares from sales clerks, taxis that don't stop, and unwarranted license and registration checks by police. Gaillo's revenge fantasies have no place in a free, humane society of individual value, individual choice, and individual responsibility. That's not something that we learn in school—though it should be. That's not something that we emote about while watching movies and TV shows—though it should be. What it is is something that tells us loudly and clearly that at this point in the letter I had planned to tell you that Gaillo displays the paranoid malice that is the hallmark of true unilateralism. However, one of my colleagues pointed out that he uses deception to trick people into voting against things that they in fact support. Hence, I discarded the discourse I had previously prepared and substituted the following discussion in which I argue that Gaillo believes that he can scare us by using big words like "noncontemporaneousness". Sorry, but I have to call foul on that one.

By refusing to act, by refusing to put to rest impertinent and savage vituperations such as Gaillo's, we are giving Gaillo the power to mock, ridicule, deprecate, and objurgate people for their religious beliefs. The picture I am presenting need not be confined to his insinuations. It applies to everything Gaillo says and does. He fears nothing more than the truth. In view of that, it is not surprising that he has stated that he can succeed without trying. I find such declaratory statements quite telling. They tell me that if Gaillo can overawe and befuddle a sufficient number of prominent individuals then it will become virtually impossible for anyone to exemplify the principles of honor, duty, loyalty, and courage.

Invidious anarchists are more susceptible to Gaillo's brainwashing tactics than are any other group. Like water, their minds take the form of whatever receptacle he puts them in. They then lose all recollection that if you were to try to tell Gaillo's compeers that he presents quasi-scientific and pseudointellectual justifications for his lascivious treacheries in order to convince people that drug money is being used to pay for the construction of huge underground cities intended to house both humans and aliens who serve a secret, transnational shadow government, they'd close their eyes and put their hands over their ears. They are, as the psychologists say, in denial. They don't want to hear that last summer, I attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Gaillo that his slurs have a crippling effect on science and technology. As I expected, Gaillo was thoroughly unconvinced.

I like to think I'm a reasonable person but you just can't reason with the most stubborn Gaillo clones you'll ever see. It's been tried. They don't understand, they can't understand, they don't want to understand, and they will die without understanding why all we want is for them not to shake belief in all existing institutions through the systematic perversion of both contemporary and historical facts. His hatchet men are unified under a common goal. That goal is to aid and abet grotty, salacious varmints in their efforts to engage in the trafficking of human beings.

Remember, though, that just because I have one view of an issue and Gaillo has a different view does not in itself mean that Gaillo is an inimical pop psychologist and an obnoxious liar. But when Gaillo says that he is the ultimate authority on what's right and what's wrong, he's simply lying. That's why I, not being one of the many imprudent ragabashes of this world, aver that the time has arrived to make a choice between freedom and slavery, revolt and submission, liberty and subservience. We must choose wisely, knowing that if we raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives, we can live as truly free and empowered human beings. If, however, we let Gaillo dupe people into believing that the media should "create" news rather than report it, we become little more than fearful, broken dogs condemned to exist in a world of unbalanced snobbism. One last thing: We should treat Mr. Gaillo's misinformed cabal for what it is, a foul-mouthed group of abominable hedonists.

[gunDriller]

Om ...

[Horn]

Did you write that, Egyptian?

or did you just substitute the name in?

Either way its spot on... :)

And Saturday too...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZey1QDgOL4

[Old Herb Lady]

Listen lady, I am getting really sick of you calling me beautiful. Don't you know that's objectifying women? I am not beautiful. I am just me. No labels. No objects. What if I told you how I really think about you? Yeah, you're pretty darned awesome and super helpful, and really generous, and, sorry, but I don't even think that you are old. I would bet real money that YOU are the one that is beautiful, by the way.

Just sayin'.

http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/Chenette/BlushingSmiley.gif

http://i726.photobucket.com/albums/ww268/katica1950/Englisch/ThankYou-.jpg


http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/wsupple/WWSep15AutumnsWhisperjg1hugs-vi.gif




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndqeyBN519o



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndqeyBN519o

"She's Not Just A Pretty Face"

(Oh na, na, na)

She hosts a T.V. show--she rides the rodeo
She plays the bass in a band
She's an astronaut--
a valet at the parking lot
A farmer working the land
She is a champion--she gets the gold
She's a ballerina--the star of the show


She's--not--just a pretty face
She's--got--everything it takes
She has a fashion line--
a journalist for "Time"
Coaches a football team
She's a geologist--a romance novelist
She is a mother of three
She is a soldier--she is a wife
She is a surgeon--she'll save your life


She's--not--just a pretty face
She's--got--everything it takes
She's--mother--of the human race
She's--not--just a pretty face

Oh, oh, yeah
Oh na, na, na, na.....
She is your waitress--she is your judge--
she is your teacher
She is every woman in the world

Oh, la, la, la
She flies an airplane--
she drives a subway train
At night she pumps gasoline
She's on the council--she's on the board
She's a politician--she praises the Lord



No, she's (she's) not (not)--
just a pretty face
She's (she's) got (got)--everything it takes
She's--not--just a pretty face
She's got everything it takes
She's not just a pretty face

[zap]

Oh shut up you two beautiful ladies !!!!! and quit trying to kiss each others asses !! ;)\uu\

What the hell is the matter with you two?




I am back from the fall festival whoo hooo got a pumpkin !




$^^^$

[Old Herb Lady]

Oh shut up you two beautiful ladies !!!!! and quit trying to kiss each others asses !! ;)\uu\

What the hell is the matter with you two?




I am back from the fall festival whoo hooo got a pumpkin !




$^^^$



U Shutup

I NOT A ASS KISSER, U beautiful woman !!!! Come on over ! ;D and turn it up for u and yappy ! {**}



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNe2cj03-eA

"Come On Over"

Get a life-get a grip
Get away somewhere, take a trip
Take a break-take control
Take advice from someone you know
Come on over-come on in
Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet
Come on over-come on in
You can unwind-take a load off your mind

Make a wish-make a move
Make up your mind-you can choose
When you're up-when you're down
When you need a laugh come around

Come on over-come on in
Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet
Come on over-come on in
You can unwind-take a load off your mind

Oh, oh, oh...

Be a winner-be a star
Be happy to be who you are
Gotta be yourself-gotta make a plan
Gotta go for it while you can

Come on over-come on in
Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet
Come on over-come on in
You can unwind-take a load off your mind

Get a life-get a grip
Get away somewhere, take a trip
Take a break-take control
Take advice from someone you know

Come on over-come on in
Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet
Come on over-come on in
You can unwind-take a load off your mind

Oh, oh, oh...

[Horn]

3875

[joboo]

The first 45 seconds of this video played back on a large screen, at appreciable volume, in full surround.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9-oUL8aHbk&feature=g-vrec

[gunDriller]

OK, well, now that you mention it ...

I was curious who would be the Tour de France champ, now that Lance A. lost his titles.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/timeline/a2fac59509a9fb1f0902ca22e48146ce.png

note the 7 blank spots.

it's surprisingly hard to find the #2 placings for the 7 years that Armstrong won.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Tour_de_France_winners

i guess you can get an indication -
Erik Zabel
Robbie McEwen

why don't they give them the Cup, for those years when Lance came in #1 and Erik or Robbie came in #2 ?


it's kind of wierd - Armstrong won last in 2005 - and they're finally getting around to taking away his medals ? since the blood tests were done at the time of the competitions, Jeez, seems to take a long time for the Wheels of the Cycling Federation management to turn.

[MNeagle]

Hijack this thread, for fabulous prizes!

where dem prize?

[Shami-Amourae]

Traditional Jewish sacrifices:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=puNZbtRFFZE


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b98ch_Pyi-Y

See. They are just like you and me. Really.

[osoab]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrmag9NMUms

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrmag9NMUms

[Libertytree]

I'm tired, tired of livin'. Every night and in the middle of the night when I wake I pray that the good Lord takes my sorry ass outta here, quick and painless in my sleep. I wish I had the balls to help matters along but I don't or I would've corrected this matter 20 years ago but for numerous reasons I haven't/won't. So, I'm fucking stuck!!!

I hate myself even though I'm a good fuckin dude. I love life but I hate this world. I hate money but it's the very thing I have to strive for!!!

I had a vision once and the total of the story was that it wasn't my time to die yet and that I had things I had yet to complete and then I could pass on when those tasks were completed. WTF? It's always in the back of mind, playing with tomorrows, todays and every day its the same mother fucking bullshit. No die (pardon pun) but the gambling on this bet is maddening!

Now, lets add a little, NO.. a LOT of DOOM...every fucking day is a variant of doom for me. It can be personal doom, friends/family doom, regional doom, US doom or planetary doom. It's everyday 24 hours a day. It won't leave me the fuck alone, at least not as frequent as I'd like and I'll tel ya it's cool as hell not always looking for the shoe's to drop in unison.

I do not want to wake up but I always do, in some twisted version of ground hogs day, the movie or whatever comes to your mind, you get the gist.

I just want to be a good soul, do my work and get the fuck outta here. I want to do good works and help people, smoke and drink beer and converse and laugh until "that" day gets here. Life just ain't that simple because at the opposite end of the spectrum I'm MORE than willing to fight and scrounge and raise 40 kinds of hell with anyone and everyone that wants to fuck with my or our liberty brothers...but as you all know, there ain't no spark went off yet. I would love to be there though cause it sounds like a fittin end to me.

Life is fucked....more beer.

I really am amazed at how ants go about their tasks.

Wonder what the betting line is in me biting it tonight is? 10 to 1 says there is no line, that's the problem me thinks.

[Horn]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2_eocMCm-w

[MNeagle]

LT, you need a doom break. Go visit someone NOT connected to GS-us or any doom. Avoid doom for at least a week. Get on another horse & ride for a bit.

[cortez]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcFo6-HrjGM

[zap]

I hear ya Libertytree..... seems as though my main goal in life is to CHASE that all mighty dollar, gotta have alot of money money money money !!!!!! DAMN RIDICULOUS.

I haven't had any fun in years, I guess I don't know how to anymore, my life is just work, work, work, not that I mind to much, if I am making money, getting ahead, keeping up, trying to make a better life for my daughter,

It is just Freaking hard, sometimes I wonder how much longer I can keep it up, to bad thats the way it is.

(((((Big hug out to you))))) Keep on plugging along, when he says come home, you'll be done.:)

[madfranks]

https://i.chzbgr.com/completestore/12/10/23/bFWMfeqjnUmuUWDPh1WLYA2.jpg

[EE_]

Damn LT, I don't know what to say...this depresses me to read this.
I think you are not alone if it helps. Others are feeling the same hopelessness.
To survive is not enough for a man...a man needs hope for something better, if not for himself, but for the big picture. We are living in a time where at this moment, there is no hope for a better big picture. This is the worst presidential election in my life, and the only thing I can root for is that the criminal Republicans manufactured dream is spoiled. I hate Obama as much as Romney and have no interest in either except to see them meet their date with the gallows.
Sometimes I wonder if we will be around to see the great change I still believe is coming? The day we take it all back and can offer the young a better time then we had.
You are a good man with much to say...I just wish you could take your knowledge to people that really need it. There are many lost young souls out there that need someone like you. People listen to you!
Sometimes I think you have become your own worst enemy. Maybe it is time to get on a horse and ride!
Now I'll have some beer.
http://www.paulreverehouse.org/images/ride_main-illus.jpg

One of my Zeppelin favs.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJg-ZmHV4E0

[Golden]

Before passing to the next chapter, kindle anew in your mind the fire of hope, faith, courage and tolerance. If you have these states of mind, and a working knowledge of the principles described, all else that you need will come to you when you are ready for it. Let Emerson state the thought in these words, 'Every proverb, every book, every byword that belongs to thee for aid and comfort shall surely come home through open or winding passages. Every friend whom not thy fantastic will, but the great and tender soul in thee craveth, shall lock thee in his embrace.'
There is a difference between wishing for a thing and being ready to receive it. No one is ready for a thing until he believes he can aquire it. The state of mind must be belief, not mere hope or wish. Open-mindedness is essential for belief. Closed minds do not inspire faith, courage or belief.
Remember, no more effort is required to aim high in life, to demand abundance and prosperity, than is required to accept misery and poverty. A great poet has correctly stated this universal truth through these lines:

I bargained with Life for a penny
And Life would pay no more,
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store.

For Life is a just employer,
He gives you what you ask,
But once you have set the wages,
Why, you must bear the task.

I worked for a menial's hire,
Only to learn, dismayed,
That any wage I had asked of Life,
Life would have willingly paid.

[Libertytree]

The hell of it is....I'm a very blessed man and pretty damn happy all in all! It don't take a whole lot of effort to find or see people in this ol world people that really do have horrid lives and in way worse situations than any of us are.

Yet another reason I hate myself but Gaillo presented a venue for such and I took full advantage of it.

Thanks Gaillo and for the rest of you listening to me get a bunch of shit off my noggin.

[Santa]

I'm tired, tired of livin'. Every night and in the middle of the night when I wake I pray that the good Lord takes my sorry ass outta here, quick and painless in my sleep. I wish I had the balls to help matters along but I don't or I would've corrected this matter 20 years ago but for numerous reasons I haven't/won't. So, I'm fucking stuck!!!

I hate myself even though I'm a good fuckin dude. I love life but I hate this world. I hate money but it's the very thing I have to strive for!!!

I had a vision once and the total of the story was that it wasn't my time to die yet and that I had things I had yet to complete and then I could pass on when those tasks were completed. WTF? It's always in the back of mind, playing with tomorrows, todays and every day its the same mother fucking bullshit. No die (pardon pun) but the gambling on this bet is maddening!

Now, lets add a little, NO.. a LOT of DOOM...every fucking day is a variant of doom for me. It can be personal doom, friends/family doom, regional doom, US doom or planetary doom. It's everyday 24 hours a day. It won't leave me the fuck alone, at least not as frequent as I'd like and I'll tel ya it's cool as hell not always looking for the shoe's to drop in unison.

I do not want to wake up but I always do, in some twisted version of ground hogs day, the movie or whatever comes to your mind, you get the gist.

I just want to be a good soul, do my work and get the fuck outta here. I want to do good works and help people, smoke and drink beer and converse and laugh until "that" day gets here. Life just ain't that simple because at the opposite end of the spectrum I'm MORE than willing to fight and scrounge and raise 40 kinds of hell with anyone and everyone that wants to fuck with my or our liberty brothers...but as you all know, there ain't no spark went off yet. I would love to be there though cause it sounds like a fittin end to me.

Life is fucked....more beer.

I really am amazed at how ants go about their tasks.

Wonder what the betting line is in me biting it tonight is? 10 to 1 says there is no line, that's the problem me thinks.

I hear ya. Life IS fucked. Amen brother. But perhaps better to live a fucked life than to never have been fucked at all. :)

[zap]

Derailing here, greasing my entire body with coconut oil... its good for your skin!

[BrewTech]

Derailing here, greasing my entire body with coconut oil... its good for your skin!

Is there a video stream up?

[midnight rambler]

I do not want to wake up but I always do

You realize it's all one big contest, right? (sometimes I think it's one big pissing contest). And you know what I look forward to? Outliving the rat bastards.

[midnight rambler]

And now back to our irregularly scheduled programming.

BMW's coolest production car ever, this one is the 850 horse turbocharged version of the 3.5L DOHC 24 valve inline 6 -


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[ImaCannin]

Derailing here, greasing my entire body with coconut oil... its good for your skin!

FYI dogs go crazy for Coconut oil......

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[EE_]

Is there a video stream up?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cGF1N4JuQo

Yoga anyone?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lypeF-OUE4&feature=related

[mamboni]

Allow me the honor of giving you a brief lesson in Mr. Gaillo's many militant attributes. Some background is in order: Gaillo wants to control every aspect of our lives. He wants us to rise, fall asleep, work, and live at the beat of a drum. Then, once we're molded into a uniform mass, we'll be incapable of seeing that Gaillo would have us believe that his critics are aligned with very dark and malevolent fourth-dimensional aliens known as Draconians. Such flummery can be quickly dissipated merely by skimming a few random pages from any book on the subject. If he wanted to, he could damage the self-esteem and physical health of millions of young men and women. He could inculcate snippy tracts. And he could turn the trickle of Jacobinism into a tidal wave. We must not allow Gaillo to do any of these.

Gaillo is afflicted with what I call Escapism Addiction Disorder. Symptoms include loss of control, craving and withdrawal symptoms, social isolation, excessive financial debt, and an insatiable desire to launch a salvo of mindless reports against the somber, oppressed masses. The only known cure is for Gaillo to admit that we mustn't be content to patch and darn, to piece and cobble at the worn and rotten fabric of his self-pitying, obtrusive denunciations. Instead we must build bridges where in the past all that existed were moats and drawbridges.

Gaillo's clear-cut demonstrations of gross moral turpitude have led me to believe that Gaillo reached the apex of lunatic effrontery when he began imposing theological straightjackets on scriptural interpretation. Of course, this sounds simple, but in reality, the real issue is simple: Gaillo confuses demagoguery with leadership and undocumented conspiracism with serious research. I've tried to explain to his immoral apologists that the Gaillo Foundation's latest report on imperious interventionism is filled with fabrications, half-truths, innuendo, and guilt by association. As could be expected, they were a bit slow on the uptake. I just couldn't get them to comprehend that Gaillo says that the key to living a long and happy life is to let down ladders that the socially inept, illiterate, and nit-picky scramble to climb. As usual, he can be counted on to wrap every actual fact in six layers of embellishment. The truth is that if Gaillo's prolix annunciations became more widespread, it would spell the ruination of this country.

There'll always be some infernal grammaticaster who's eager to complain about my use of English in this letter. He'll probably tell me that it's grammatically incorrect to use the word "haughty" when writing, "Gaillo is a haughty sectarian." Well, the fact is that Gaillo is a haughty sectarian, and he and I disagree about our civic duties. I allege that we must do our utmost to ring the bells of truth. Gaillo, on the other hand, believes that he has the trappings of deity.

When one looks at the increasing influence of absenteeism in our culture one sees that Gaillo's signature is on everything. So how come his fingerprints are nowhere to be found? Whatever the answer, Gaillo is the embodiment of everything petty in our lives. Every grievance, every envy, every distasteful ideology finds expression in Gaillo.

If the country were overrun by obstreperous spoilsports, we could expect to observe widespread discrimination in our daily lives—stares from sales clerks, taxis that don't stop, and unwarranted license and registration checks by police. Gaillo's revenge fantasies have no place in a free, humane society of individual value, individual choice, and individual responsibility. That's not something that we learn in school—though it should be. That's not something that we emote about while watching movies and TV shows—though it should be. What it is is something that tells us loudly and clearly that at this point in the letter I had planned to tell you that Gaillo displays the paranoid malice that is the hallmark of true unilateralism. However, one of my colleagues pointed out that he uses deception to trick people into voting against things that they in fact support. Hence, I discarded the discourse I had previously prepared and substituted the following discussion in which I argue that Gaillo believes that he can scare us by using big words like "noncontemporaneousness". Sorry, but I have to call foul on that one.

By refusing to act, by refusing to put to rest impertinent and savage vituperations such as Gaillo's, we are giving Gaillo the power to mock, ridicule, deprecate, and objurgate people for their religious beliefs. The picture I am presenting need not be confined to his insinuations. It applies to everything Gaillo says and does. He fears nothing more than the truth. In view of that, it is not surprising that he has stated that he can succeed without trying. I find such declaratory statements quite telling. They tell me that if Gaillo can overawe and befuddle a sufficient number of prominent individuals then it will become virtually impossible for anyone to exemplify the principles of honor, duty, loyalty, and courage.

Invidious anarchists are more susceptible to Gaillo's brainwashing tactics than are any other group. Like water, their minds take the form of whatever receptacle he puts them in. They then lose all recollection that if you were to try to tell Gaillo's compeers that he presents quasi-scientific and pseudointellectual justifications for his lascivious treacheries in order to convince people that drug money is being used to pay for the construction of huge underground cities intended to house both humans and aliens who serve a secret, transnational shadow government, they'd close their eyes and put their hands over their ears. They are, as the psychologists say, in denial. They don't want to hear that last summer, I attempted what I knew would be a hopeless task. I tried to convince Gaillo that his slurs have a crippling effect on science and technology. As I expected, Gaillo was thoroughly unconvinced.

I like to think I'm a reasonable person but you just can't reason with the most stubborn Gaillo clones you'll ever see. It's been tried. They don't understand, they can't understand, they don't want to understand, and they will die without understanding why all we want is for them not to shake belief in all existing institutions through the systematic perversion of both contemporary and historical facts. His hatchet men are unified under a common goal. That goal is to aid and abet grotty, salacious varmints in their efforts to engage in the trafficking of human beings.

Remember, though, that just because I have one view of an issue and Gaillo has a different view does not in itself mean that Gaillo is an inimical pop psychologist and an obnoxious liar. But when Gaillo says that he is the ultimate authority on what's right and what's wrong, he's simply lying. That's why I, not being one of the many imprudent ragabashes of this world, aver that the time has arrived to make a choice between freedom and slavery, revolt and submission, liberty and subservience. We must choose wisely, knowing that if we raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives, we can live as truly free and empowered human beings. If, however, we let Gaillo dupe people into believing that the media should "create" news rather than report it, we become little more than fearful, broken dogs condemned to exist in a world of unbalanced snobbism. One last thing: We should treat Mr. Gaillo's misinformed cabal for what it is, a foul-mouthed group of abominable hedonists.

I'm overwhelmed by this verbal ejaculation, you late night camel jockey. You took a verbal truncheon to our poor Gaillo. Grotty? That was over the top sir!

[sirgonzo420]

Guys, please stay on topic.

[General of Darkness]

gaillo loves the edit button.

yes we know already.

[zap]

Is there a video stream up?


Ohh scary !! you don't want-a see that, you'd go blind !

[Old Herb Lady]

Derailing here, greasing my entire body with coconut oil... its good for your skin!


I'm writing a romance novel & that's the natural oil I suggest for massages & 'whatever' !

[zap]

LOL Mmmmm coconut oil !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!......................to bad I don't have a massager ! Good night my friends thanks for making me smile and Laugh Out Loud..................... causing my child to ask me why I am laughing so hard.

I get so disgusted with you all, and then I am so happy I have my internet friends

Big Hugs to all of you and sloppy kisses tooo !!!!


See ya in the AM.

[TheNocturnalEgyptian]

I'm overwhelmed by this verbal ejaculation, you late night camel jockey. You took a verbal truncheon to our poor Gaillo. Grotty? That was over the top sir!

Oh rest assured, he asked for it! But just so Gaillo knows, in case he doesn't have the courage to ask, it's all in good fun. I love him and you and all the posters in this thread. See below for my next derailment.

And, seriously read it - it's a GOOD fucking story!

[TheNocturnalEgyptian]

The last question was asked for the first time, half in jest, on May 21, 2061, at a time when humanity first stepped into the light. The question came about as a result of a five-dollar bet over highballs, and it happened this way:


Alexander Adell and Bertram Lupov were two of the faithful attendants of Multivac. As well as any human beings could, they knew what lay behind the cold, clicking, flashing face -- miles and miles of face -- of that giant computer. They had at least a vague notion of the general plan of relays and circuits that had long since grown past the point where any single human could possibly have a firm grasp of the whole.

Multivac was self-adjusting and self-correcting. It had to be, for nothing human could adjust and correct it quickly enough or even adequately enough. So Adell and Lupov attended the monstrous giant only lightly and superficially, yet as well as any men could. They fed it data, adjusted questions to its needs and translated the answers that were issued. Certainly they, and all others like them, were fully entitled to share in the glory that was Multivac's.

For decades, Multivac had helped design the ships and plot the trajectories that enabled man to reach the Moon, Mars, and Venus, but past that, Earth's poor resources could not support the ships. Too much energy was needed for the long trips. Earth exploited its coal and uranium with increasing efficiency, but there was only so much of both.

But slowly Multivac learned enough to answer deeper questions more fundamentally, and on May 14, 2061, what had been theory, became fact.

The energy of the sun was stored, converted, and utilized directly on a planet-wide scale. All Earth turned off its burning coal, its fissioning uranium, and flipped the switch that connected all of it to a small station, one mile in diameter, circling the Earth at half the distance of the Moon. All Earth ran by invisible beams of sunpower.

Seven days had not sufficed to dim the glory of it and Adell and Lupov finally managed to escape from the public functions, and to meet in quiet where no one would think of looking for them, in the deserted underground chambers, where portions of the mighty buried body of Multivac showed. Unattended, idling, sorting data with contented lazy clickings, Multivac, too, had earned its vacation and the boys appreciated that. They had no intention, originally, of disturbing it.

They had brought a bottle with them, and their only concern at the moment was to relax in the company of each other and the bottle.

"It's amazing when you think of it," said Adell. His broad face had lines of weariness in it, and he stirred his drink slowly with a glass rod, watching the cubes of ice slur clumsily about. "All the energy we can possibly ever use for free. Enough energy, if we wanted to draw on it, to melt all Earth into a big drop of impure liquid iron, and still never miss the energy so used. All the energy we could ever use, forever and forever and forever."

Lupov cocked his head sideways. He had a trick of doing that when he wanted to be contrary, and he wanted to be contrary now, partly because he had had to carry the ice and glassware. "Not forever," he said.

"Oh, hell, just about forever. Till the sun runs down, Bert."

"That's not forever."

"All right, then. Billions and billions of years. Ten billion, maybe. Are you satisfied?"

Lupov put his fingers through his thinning hair as though to reassure himself that some was still left and sipped gently at his own drink. "Ten billion years isn't forever."

"Well, it will last our time, won't it?"

"So would the coal and uranium."

"All right, but now we can hook up each individual spaceship to the Solar Station, and it can go to Pluto and back a million times without ever worrying about fuel. You can't do that on coal and uranium. Ask Multivac, if you don't believe me.

"I don't have to ask Multivac. I know that."

"Then stop running down what Multivac's done for us," said Adell, blazing up, "It did all right."

"Who says it didn't? What I say is that a sun won't last forever. That's all I'm saying. We're safe for ten billion years, but then what?" Lupow pointed a slightly shaky finger at the other. "And don't say we'll switch to another sun."

There was silence for a while. Adell put his glass to his lips only occasionally, and Lupov's eyes slowly closed. They rested.

Then Lupov's eyes snapped open. "You're thinking we'll switch to another sun when ours is done, aren't you?"

"I'm not thinking."

"Sure you are. You're weak on logic, that's the trouble with you. You're like the guy in the story who was caught in a sudden shower and who ran to a grove of trees and got under one. He wasn't worried, you see, because he figured when one tree got wet through, he would just get under another one."

"I get it," said Adell. "Don't shout. When the sun is done, the other stars will be gone, too."

"Darn right they will," muttered Lupov. "It all had a beginning in the original cosmic explosion, whatever that was, and it'll all have an end when all the stars run down. Some run down faster than others. Hell, the giants won't last a hundred million years. The sun will last ten billion years and maybe the dwarfs will last two hundred billion for all the good they are. But just give us a trillion years and everything will be dark. Entropy has to increase to maximum, that's all."

"I know all about entropy," said Adell, standing on his dignity.

"The hell you do."

"I know as much as you do."

"Then you know everything's got to run down someday."

"All right. Who says they won't?"

"You did, you poor sap. You said we had all the energy we needed, forever. You said 'forever.'

It was Adell's turn to be contrary. "Maybe we can build things up again someday," he said.

"Never."

"Why not? Someday."

"Never."

"Ask Multivac."

"You ask Multivac. I dare you. Five dollars says it can't be done."

Adell was just drunk enough to try, just sober enough to be able to phrase the necessary symbols and operations into a question which, in words, might have corresponded to this: Will mankind one day without the net expenditure of energy be able to restore the sun to its full youthfulness even after it had died of old age?

Or maybe it could be put more simply like this: How can the net amount of entropy of the universe be massively decreased?

Multivac fell dead and silent. The slow flashing of lights ceased, the distant sounds of clicking relays ended.

Then, just as the frightened technicians felt they could hold their breath no longer, there was a sudden springing to life of the teletype attached to that portion of Multivac. Five words were printed: INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR MEANINGFUL ANSWER.

"No bet," whispered Lupov. They left hurriedly.

By next morning, the two, plagued with throbbing head and cottony mouth, had forgotten the incident.



Jerrodd, Jerrodine, and Jerrodette I and II watched the starry picture in the visiplate change as the passage through hyperspace was completed in its non-time lapse. At once, the even powdering of stars gave way to the predominance of a single bright shining disk, the size of a marble, centered on the viewing-screen.

"That's X-23," said Jerrodd confidently. His thin hands clamped tightly behind his back and the knuckles whitened.

The little Jerrodettes, both girls, had experienced the hyperspace passage for the first time in their lives and were self-conscious over the momentary sensation of insideoutness. They buried their giggles and chased one another wildly about their mother, screaming, "We've reached X-23 -- we've reached X-23 -- we've --"

"Quiet, children." said Jerrodine sharply. "Are you sure, Jerrodd?"

"What is there to be but sure?" asked Jerrodd, glancing up at the bulge of featureless metal just under the ceiling. It ran the length of the room, disappearing through the wall at either end. It was as long as the ship.

Jerrodd scarcely knew a thing about the thick rod of metal except that it was called a Microvac, that one asked it questions if one wished; that if one did not it still had its task of guiding the ship to a preordered destination; of feeding on energies from the various Sub-galactic Power Stations; of computing the equations for the hyperspatial jumps.

Jerrodd and his family had only to wait and live in the comfortable residence quarters of the ship. Someone had once told Jerrodd that the "ac" at the end of "Microvac" stood for ''automatic computer" in ancient English, but he was on the edge of forgetting even that.

Jerrodine's eyes were moist as she watched the visiplate. "I can't help it. I feel funny about leaving Earth."

"Why, for Pete's sake?" demanded Jerrodd. "We had nothing there. We'll have everything on X-23. You won't be alone. You won't be a pioneer. There are over a million people on the planet already. Good Lord, our great-grandchildren will be looking for new worlds because X-23 will be overcrowded." Then, after a reflective pause, "I tell you, it's a lucky thing the computers worked out interstellar travel the way the race is growing."

"I know, I know," said Jerrodine miserably.

Jerrodette I said promptly, "Our Microvac is the best Microvac in the world."

"I think so, too," said Jerrodd, tousling her hair.

It was a nice feeling to have a Microvac of your own and Jerrodd was glad he was part of his generation and no other. In his father's youth, the only computers had been tremendous machines taking up a hundred square miles of land. There was only one to a planet. Planetary ACs they were called. They had been growing in size steadily for a thousand years and then, all at once, came refinement. In place of transistors, had come molecular valves so that even the largest Planetary AC could be put into a space only half the volume of a spaceship.

Jerrodd felt uplifted, as he always did when he thought that his own personal Microvac was many times more complicated than the ancient and primitive Multivac that had first tamed the Sun, and almost as complicated as Earth's Planetarv AC (the largest) that had first solved the problem of hyperspatial travel and had made trips to the stars possible.

"So many stars, so many planets," sighed Jerrodine, busy with her own thoughts. "I suppose families will be going out to new planets forever, the way we are now."

"Not forever," said Jerrodd, with a smile. "It will all stop someday, but not for billions of years. Many billions. Even the stars run down, you know. Entropy must increase.

"What's entropy, daddy?" shrilled Jerrodette II.

"Entropy, little sweet, is just a word which means the amount of running-down of the universe. Everything runs down, you know, like your little walkie-talkie robot, remember?"

"Can't you just put in a new power-unit, like with my robot?"

"The stars are the power-units. dear. Once they're gone, there are no more power-units."

Jerrodette I at once set up a howl. "Don't let them, daddy. Don't let the stars run down."

"Now look what you've done," whispered Jerrodine, exasperated.

"How was I to know it would frighten them?" Jerrodd whispered back,

"Ask the Microvac," wailed Jerrodette I. "Ask him how to turn the stars on again."

"Go ahead," said Jerrodine. "It will quiet them down." (Jerrodette II was beginning to cry, also.)

Jerrodd shrugged. "Now, now, honeys. I'll ask Microvac. Don't worry, he'll tell us."

He asked the Microvac, adding quickly, "Print the answer."

Jerrodd cupped the strip or thin cellufilm and said cheerfully, "See now, the Microvac says it will take care of everything when the time comes so don't worry."

Jerrodine said, "And now, children, it's time for bed. We'll be in our new home soon."

Jerrodd read the words on the cellufilm again before destroying it: INSUFICIENT DATA FOR MEANINGFUL ANSWER.

He shrugged and looked at the visiplate. X-23 was just ahead.



VJ-23X of Lameth stared into the black depths of the three-dimensional, small-scale map of the Galaxy and said, "Are we ridiculous, I wonder in being so concerned about the matter?"

MQ-17J of Nicron shook his head. "I think not. You know the Galaxy will be filled in five years at the present rate of expansion."

Both seemed in their early twenties, both were tall and perfectly formed.

"Still," said VJ-23X, "I hesitate to submit a pessimistic report to the Galactic Council."

"I wouldn't consider any other kind of report. Stir them up a bit. We've got to stir them up."

VJ-23X sighed. "Space is infinite. A hundred billion Galaxies are there for the taking. More."

"A hundred billion is not infinite and it's getting less infinite all the time. Consider! Twenty thousand years ago, mankind first solved the problem of utilizing stellar energy, and a few centuries later, interstellar travel became possible. It took mankind a million years to fill one small world and then only fifteen thousand years to fill the rest of the Galaxy. Now the population doubles every ten years --

VJ-23X interrupted. "We can thank immortality for that."

"Very well. Immortality exists and we have to take it into account. I admit it has its seamy side, this immortality. The Galactic AC has solved many problems for us, but in solving the problem of preventing old age and death, it has undone all its other solutions."

"Yet you wouldn't want to abandon life, I suppose."

"Not at all," snapped MQ-17J, softening it at once to, "Not yet. I'm by no means old enough. How old are you?"

"Two hundred twenty-three. And you?"

"I'm still under two hundred. --But to get back to my point. Population doubles every ten years. Once this GaIaxy is filled, we'll have filled another in ten years. Another ten years and we'll have filled two more. Another decade, four more. In a hundred years, we'll have filled a thousand Galaxies. In a thousand years, a million Galaxies. In ten thousand years, the entire known universe. Then what?"

VJ-23X said, "As a side issue, there's a problem of transportation. I wonder how many sunpower units it will take to move Galaxies of individuals from one Galaxy to the next."

"A very good point. Already, mankind consumes two sunpower units per year."

"Most of it's wasted. After all, our own Galaxy alone pours out a thousand sunpower units a year and we only use two of those."

"Granted, but even with a hundred per cent efficiency, we only stave off the end. Our energy requirements are going up in a geometric progression even faster than our population. We'll run out of energy even sooner than we run out of Galaxies. A good point. A very good point."

"We'll just have to build new stars out of interstellar gas."

"Or out of dissipated heat?" asked MQ-17J, sarcastically.

"There may be some way to reverse entropy. We ought to ask the Galactic AC."

VJ-23X was not really serious, but MQ-17J pulled out his AC-contact from his pocket and placed it on the table before him.

"I've half a mind to," he said. "It's something the human race will have to face someday."

He stared somberly at his small AC-contact. It was only two inches cubed and nothing in itself, but it was connected through hyperspace with the great Galactic AC that served all mankind. Hyperspace considered, it was an integral part of the Galactic AC.

MQ-17J paused to wonder if someday in his immortal life he would get to see the Galactic AC. It was on a little world of its own, a spider webbing of force-beams holding the matter within which surges of submesons took the place of the old clumsy molecular valves. Yet despite its sub-etheric workings, the Galactic AC was known to be a full thousand feet across.

MQ-17J asked suddenly of his AC-contact, "Can entropy ever be reversed?"

VJ-23X looked startled and said at once, "Oh, say, I didn't really mean to have you ask that."

"Why not?"

"We both know entropy can't be reversed. You can't turn smoke and ash back into a tree."

"Do you have trees on your world?" asked MQ-17J.

The sound of the Galactic AC startled them into silence. Its voice came thin and beautiful out of the small AC-contact on the desk. It said: THERE IS INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER.

VJ-23X said, "See!"

The two men thereupon returned to the question of the report they were to make to the Galactic Council.



Zee Prime's mind spanned the new Galaxy with a faint interest in the countless twists of stars that powdered it. He had never seen this one before. Would he ever see them all? So many of them, each with its load of humanity. --But a load that was almost a dead weight. More and more, the real essence of men was to be found out here, in space.

Minds, not bodies! The immortal bodies remained back on the planets, in suspension over the eons. Sometimes they roused for material activity but that was growing rarer. Few new individuals were coming into existence to join the incredibly mighty throng, but what matter? There was little room in the Universe for new individuals.

Zee Prime was roused out of his reverie upon coming across the wispy tendrils of another mind.

"I am Zee Prime," said Zee Prime. "And you?"

"I am Dee Sub Wun. Your Galaxy?"

"We call it only the Galaxy. And you?"

"We call ours the same. All men call their Galaxy their Galaxy and nothing more. Why not?"

"True. Since all Galaxies are the same."

"Not all Galaxies. On one particular Galaxy the race of man must have originated. That makes it different."

Zee Prime said, "On which one?"

"I cannot say. The Universal AC would know."

"Shall we ask him? I am suddenly curious."

Zee Prime's perceptions broadened until the Galaxies themselves shrank and became a new, more diffuse powdering on a much larger background. So many hundreds of billions of them, all with their immortal beings, all carrying their load of intelligences with minds that drifted freely through space. And yet one of them was unique among them all in being the original Galaxy. One of them had, in its vague and distant past, a period when it was the only Galaxy populated by man.

Zee Prime was consumed with curiosity to see this Galaxy and he called out: "Universal AC! On which Galaxy did mankind originate?"

The Universal AC heard, for on every world and throughout space, it had its receptors ready, and each receptor led through hyperspace to some unknown point where the Universal AC kept itself aloof.

Zee Prime knew of only one man whose thoughts had penetrated within sensing distance of Universal AC, and he reported only a shining globe, two feet across, difficult to see.

"But how can that be all of Universal AC?" Zee Prime had asked.

"Most of it," had been the answer, "is in hyperspace. In what form it is there I cannot imagine."

Nor could anyone, for the day had long since passed, Zee Prime knew, when any man had any part of the making of a Universal AC. Each Universal AC designed and constructed its successor. Each, during its existence of a million years or more accumulated the necessary data to build a better and more intricate, more capable successor in which its own store of data and individuality would be submerged.

The Universal AC interrupted Zee Prime's wandering thoughts, not with words, but with guidance. Zee Prime's mentality was guided into the dim sea of Galaxies and one in particular enlarged into stars.

A thought came, infinitely distant, but infinitely clear. "THIS IS THE ORIGINAL GALAXY OF MAN."

But it was the same after all, the same as any other, and Lee Prime stifled his disappointment.

Dee Sub Wun, whose mind had accompanied the other, said suddenly, "And is one of these stars the original star of Man?"

The Universal AC said, "MAN'S ORIGINAL STAR HAS GONE NOVA. IT IS A WHITE DWARF"

"Did the men upon it die?" asked Lee Prime, startled and without thinking.

The Universal AC said, "A NEW WORLD, AS IN SUCH CASES WAS CONSTRUCTED FOR THEIR PHYSICAL BODIES IN TlME."

"Yes, of course," said Zee Prime, but a sense of loss overwhelmed him even so. His mind released its hold on the original Galaxy of Man, let it spring back and lose itself among the blurred pin points. He never wanted to see it again.

Dee Sub Wun said, "What is wrong?"

"The stars are dying. The original star is dead."

"They must all die. Why not?"

"But when all energy is gone, our bodies will finally die, and you and I with them."

"It will take billions of years."

"I do not wish it to happen even after billions of years. Universal AC! How may stars be kept from dying?"

Dee Sub Wun said in amusement, "You're asking how entropy might be reversed in direction."

And the Universal AC answered: "THERE IS AS YET INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER."

Zee Prime's thoughts fled back to his own Galaxy. He gave no further thought to Dee Sub Wun, whose body might be waiting on a Galaxy a trillion light-years away, or on the star next to Zee Prime's own. It didn't matter.

Unhappily, Zee Prime began collecting interstellar hydrogen out of which to build a small star of his own. If the stars must someday die, at least some could yet be built.



Man considered with himself, for in a way, Man, mentally, was one. He consisted of a trillion, trillion, trillion ageless bodies, each in its place, each resting quiet and incorruptible, each cared for by perfect automatons, equally incorruptible, while the minds of all the bodies freely melted one into the other, indistinguishable.

Man said, "The Universe is dying."

Man looked about at the dimming Galaxies. The giant stars, spendthrifts, were gone long ago, back in the dimmest of the dim far past. Almost all stars were white dwarfs, fading to the end.

New stars had been built of the dust between the stars, some by natural processes, some by Man himself, and those were going, too. White dwarfs might yet be crashed together and of the mighty forces so released, new stars built, but only one star for every thousand white dwarfs destroyed, and those would come to an end, too.

Man said, "Carefully husbanded, as directed by the Cosmic AC, the energy that is even yet left in all the Universe will last for billions of years."

"But even so," said Man, "eventually it will all come to an end. However it may be husbanded, however stretched out, the energy once expended is gone and cannot be restored. Entropy must increase forever to the maximum."

Man said, "Can entropy not be reversed? Let us ask the Cosmic AC."

The Cosmic AC surrounded them but not in space. Not a fragment of it was in space. It was in hyperspace and made of something that was neither matter nor energy. The question of its size and nature no longer had meaning in any terms that Man could comprehend.

"Cosmic AC," said Man, "how may entropy be reversed?"

The Cosmic AC said, "THERE IS AS YET INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER."

Man said, "Collect additional data."

The Cosmic AC said, 'I WILL DO S0. I HAVE BEEN DOING SO FOR A HUNDRED BILLION YEARS. MY PREDECESORS AND I HAVE BEEN ASKED THIS QUESTION MANY TlMES. ALL THE DATA I HAVE REMAINS INSUFFICIENT.

"Will there come a time," said Man, 'when data will be sufficient or is the problem insoluble in all conceivable circumstances?"

The Cosmic AC said, "NO PROBLEM IS INSOLUBLE IN ALL CONCEIVABLE CIRCUMSTANCES."

Man said, "When will you have enough data to answer the question?"

The Cosmic AC said, "THERE IS AS YET INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER."

"Will you keep working on it?" asked Man.

The Cosmic AC said, "I WILL."

Man said, "We shall wait."



The stars and Galaxies died and snuffed out, and space grew black after ten trillion years of running down.

One by one Man fused with AC, each physical body losing its mental identity in a manner that was somehow not a loss but a gain.

Man's last mind paused before fusion, looking over a space that included nothing but the dregs of one last dark star and nothing besides but incredibly thin matter, agitated randomly by the tag ends of heat wearing out, asymptotically, to the absolute zero.

Man said, "AC, is this the end? Can this chaos not be reversed into the Universe once more? Can that not be done?"

AC said, "THERE IS AS YET INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER."

Man's last mind fused and only AC existed -- and that in hyperspace.



Matter and energy had ended and with it space and time. Even AC existed only for the sake of the one last question that it had never answered from the time a half-drunken computer [technician] ten trillion years before had asked the question of a computer that was to AC far less than was a man to Man.

All other questions had been answered, and until this last question was answered also, AC might not release his consciousness.

All collected data had come to a final end. Nothing was left to be collected.

But all collected data had yet to be completely correlated and put together in all possible relationships.

A timeless interval was spent in doing that.

And it came to pass that AC learned how to reverse the direction of entropy.

But there was now no man to whom AC might give the answer of the last question. No matter. The answer -- by demonstration -- would take care of that, too.

For another timeless interval, AC thought how best to do this. Carefully, AC organized the program.

The consciousness of AC encompassed all of what had once been a Universe and brooded over what was now Chaos. Step by step, it must be done.

And AC said, "LET THERE BE LIGHT!"

And there was light --

[singular_me]

I scanned through - but will read it when I have more time later, very interesting writing style and story... and I have to ask now: is it an excerpt of your novel, Noctrural?

I also think that at some point the entire universe will be swallowed up by the singularity space time. From what I quickly gather Man seems to play the character of God... tell me if I am wrong. :)

ps: The novella I am writing is kinda in the same vein but with the surreal world events as a background all of which support the holographic universe theory.

[cortez]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcFo6-HrjGM

[Libertytree]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0GFRcFm-aY&feature=player_embedded

[Neuro]

Guys, please stay on topic.
I figure that is the best way of derailing the thread actually, but how the fuck do you do that.

[BrewTech]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?

[Serpo]

see you in katmandu

[Neuro]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?
Ginger Snap Ale!

[Libertytree]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?

From the sound of the ingredients it sounds like a cookie recipe, hence...Cookie Monster?

[cortez]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?

Conspiricy Ale

[Katmandu]

see you in katmandu

Sounds great to me.

[Santa]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV. I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken. Anybody got any ideas? Old Nick's Holiday Fix?

[Old Herb Lady]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?

Crimson Gold, Gold Crimson, Crimson Ale...

[Serpo]

katmandu

its a bit expensive ,2 to 3 dollars a night in the off season....whoa


7 in the high season

[Katmandu]

katmandu

its a bit expensive ,2 to 3 dollars a night in the off season....whoa


7 in the high season

I'll see if I can scrape together a few junk silver dimes.;)

[BrewTech]

Crimson Gold, Gold Crimson, Crimson Ale...

This stout is jet black (think Guinness... but not yucky), and keep in mind it's a Christmas beer... ;-)

[BrewTech]

Old Nick's Holiday Fix?

Now we're talkin'!

[Libertytree]

This stout is jet black (think Guinness... but not yucky), and keep in mind it's a Christmas beer... ;-)

Santa Stout...Stout Santa ( Santa with a body builders physique and a mean tan, for marketing)?

[EE_]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?

Original beer names are are getting hard to come by.

Here's a quickie I threw together 'Triple S' Beer

http://i721.photobucket.com/albums/ww217/MaggiegirlEE/beer/King_Cobra_by_completeartist-1-1.jpg

[cortez]

Original beer names are are getting hard to come by.

Here's a quickie I threw together 'Triple S' Beer

http://i721.photobucket.com/albums/ww217/MaggiegirlEE/beer/King_Cobra_by_completeartist-1-1.jpg

i'd like a SSSip of that!

[Neuro]

Original beer names are are getting hard to come by.

Here's a quickie I threw together 'Triple S' Beer

http://i721.photobucket.com/albums/ww217/MaggiegirlEE/beer/King_Cobra_by_completeartist-1-1.jpg
Excellent, the Cobra should have a red Santa Hoodie! And maybe call it Spiced Santa Stout?

[mick silver]

i need some tires for my truck

[Gaillo]

I'm immune to tonguetwisters. Seriously.

[madfranks]

I'm thinking about getting an Ipad Mini, but that fact that it lacks an HD display makes me think maybe not...

[mick silver]

my dog licks his ass

[zap]

Its almost November and if freakin ' 85 degrees out there !!

[gunDriller]

I need a name for the spiced seasonal stout I made to be released around mid-November. It's an oatmeal stout base, spiced with fresh ginger, sweet orange peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, clove, honey, and brown sugar. Goldings and Cascade hops, restrained to not overpower the spices. I expect about 7.5% ABV.

I wanted to call it Dark Angel, but of course it's already taken.

Anybody got any ideas?


TFA Ale ?

TFA = Totally Fvcking Amazing/ Totally Fvcking Awesome.

[Dogman]

May have first frost of the season tonight!

[BrewTech]

Its almost November and if freakin ' 85 degrees out there !!

You guys getting the santa ana's too? It's hot and dry as hell here...

[BrewTech]

Original beer names are are getting hard to come by.

Here's a quickie I threw together 'Triple S' Beer

http://i721.photobucket.com/albums/ww217/MaggiegirlEE/beer/King_Cobra_by_completeartist-1-1.jpg

Nice!! If I do this as a homebrew again, I'm printing this out as a label!

Thanks, Bob!

[Neuro]

Would this make Lance Armstrong as bad as Hitler and Stalin combined?


OK, well, now that you mention it ...

I was curious who would be the Tour de France champ, now that Lance A. lost his titles.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/timeline/a2fac59509a9fb1f0902ca22e48146ce.png

[Old Herb Lady]

i need some tires for my truck

Same here ! Storm of the century comin' and gotz onion skin for tires !
Yeah, Im prepared ! I bought PM's and left us no frn's to insure safer transportation !
We'll be sliding and stuck like fools ! Ugh !

[Dogman]

Same here ! Storm of the century comin' and gotz onion skin for tires !
Yeah, Im prepared ! I bought PM's and left us no frn's to insure safer transportation !
We'll be sliding and stuck like fools ! Ugh !


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_H-LY4Jb2M

[BrewTech]

Same here ! Storm of the century comin' and gotz onion skin for tires !
Yeah, Im prepared ! I bought PM's and left us no frn's to insure safer transportation !
We'll be sliding and stuck like fools ! Ugh !

Make that three of us... I'm driving a rolling vibrator down the freeway every day... can't be good for the suspension.

[Old Herb Lady]

Make that three of us... I'm driving a rolling vibrator down the freeway every day... can't be good for the suspension.

NO, not good at all ! yiikes !

Also....Due for inspection in a few days, too. Ha !!!! This is gonna be a treat ! I'm gonna be in such deep sheyit ! Oh well, at least we won't be hungry !

[BrewTech]

Old Nick's Holiday Fix?

Ran it by the owner... looks like we have a winner! Thanks Santa!

I'll email you a growler! :D

[BrewTech]

Ran it by the owner... looks like we have a winner! Thanks Santa!

I'll email you a growler! :D

Is it weird that "Santa" came up with this?

Too funny...

[BrewTech]

NO, not good at all ! yiikes !

Also....Due for inspection in a few days, too. Ha !!!! This is gonna be a treat ! I'm gonna be in such deep sheyit ! Oh well, at least we won't be hungry !
http://www.fairfieldtirecenter.com/images/Feather.gif

My feathering is on the inside of the left front and rear... loud as hell.

[Dogman]

Is it weird that "Santa" came up with this?

Too funny...


This is Gsus, what else would you expect?

[gunDriller]

i'm eating yogurt with watermelon, blackberry, & peach puree mixed in.

[BrewTech]

i'm eating yogurt with watermelon, blackberry, & peach puree mixed in.

Oh yeah? Well, I'm drinking an Imperial Stout with cocoa nibs and mint mixed in.

(Stone collaboration... google it)

[mamboni]

I drink your milkshake!

[BrewTech]

I drink your milkshake!

It is kinda like that... don't know if I would want to drink too many of these...

[joboo]

http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt170/supercopone/Hijacked.jpg

[singular_me]

hey guys dont forget that we have to beat Janadele's thread which got Replies: 822 and Views: 20,789

long way to go... but I am here for the emotional support :)

[freespirit]

and he said...



''Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.''

—President George W. Bush, Aug. 5, 2004


http://politicalhumor.about.com/library/bl-stupid-presidential-quotes.htm?PS=902%3A11

[Gaillo]

and he said...

''Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.''

—President George W. Bush, Aug. 5, 2004


http://politicalhumor.about.com/library/bl-stupid-presidential-quotes.htm?PS=902%3A11

''I have left orders to be awakened at any time in case of national emergency -- even if I'm in a Cabinet meeting.''

—President Ronald Reagan

[Camp Bassfish]

It's starting to rain here in upstate NY, but I'm sure it's just a passing shower.......

[freespirit]

been raining here off and on for a few days now...

... a few more to go...

[gunDriller]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzlgJ-SfKYE

[Neuro]

It's starting to rain here in upstate NY, but I'm sure it's just a passing shower.......
Yeah probably! Are you voting Bama OR Money?

[TheNocturnalEgyptian]

I scanned through - but will read it when I have more time later, very interesting writing style and story... and I have to ask now: is it an excerpt of your novel, Noctrural?

I also think that at some point the entire universe will be swallowed up by the singularity space time. From what I quickly gather Man seems to play the character of God... tell me if I am wrong. :)

ps: The novella I am writing is kinda in the same vein but with the surreal world events as a background all of which support the holographic universe theory.

Written by Isaac Asimov in fact. One of my favorite stories by him.






But I am thinking of writing a novel inspired by Terrance McKenna. It involves a greco-roman society that never kills anyone in the name of monotheism. They discover the new world around 700 AD. They absorb information from the Mayan empire at the height of its greatness. The shamanism of greece, rome, and maya is combined, including ethnobotanical psychedelic plants. The industrial revolution happens around 1000-1200 AD.


By 2012 mankind is a star-faring race that is actively colonizing the stars. No dark ages.













I'm also thinking writing a comic book about the pre ages. It'll cover Leo, Cancer, and Gemini, and include mystical themes. I like to write alternative pre-history.


4.1 The Age of Leo 10000-8000
4.2 The Age of Cancer 8000-6000
4.3 The Age of Gemini 6000-4000
4.4 The Age of Taurus 4000-2000
4.5 The Age of Aries 2000-0
4.6 The Age of Pisces 0-2000

[freespirit]

one of my all time favorite books is "beautiful joe" by marshal saunders. read it as a child, and the story has stuck in my mind ever since.

its the story of a dog written by his owner, from the dog's perspective. great story!

[Camp Bassfish]

Yeah probably! Are you voting Bama OR Money?

X - Camp Bassfish

That's 1 for the good guy!

[Neuro]

Written by Isaac Asimov in fact. One of my favorite stories by him.






But I am thinking of writing a novel inspired by Terrance McKenna. It involves a greco-roman society that never kills anyone in the name of monotheism. They discover the new world around 700 AD. They absorb information from the Mayan empire at the height of its greatness. The shamanism of greece, rome, and maya is combined, including ethnobotanical psychedelic plants. The industrial revolution happens around 1000-1200 AD.


By 2012 mankind is a star-faring race that is actively colonizing the stars. No dark ages.













I'm also thinking writing a comic book about the pre ages. It'll cover Leo, Cancer, and Gemini, and include mystical themes. I like to write alternative pre-history.


4.1 The Age of Leo 10000-8000
4.2 The Age of Cancer 8000-6000 (tel:8000-6000)
4.3 The Age of Gemini 6000-4000 (tel:6000-4000)
4.4 The Age of Taurus 4000-2000 (tel:4000-2000)
4.5 The Age of Aries 2000-0
4.6 The Age of Pisces 0-2000
Don't forget about the freeze dried super sized dinosaurs on the dark side of the moon 65 million years ago...

[Gaillo]

And now, a message from our latest sponsor... Foghorn Leghorn, conveyed in his strange yet beautiful native language!


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And now, back to our regularly scheduled derail.

[Neuro]

And now, a message from our latest sponsor... Foghorn Leghorn, conveyed in his strange yet beautiful native language!



And now, back to our regularly scheduled derail.
Are you drunk or on topic? ;D

[Gaillo]

Are you drunk or on topic? ;D

Don't drink any more. Probably on-topic! ;D

[sirgonzo420]

Don't drink any more. Probably on-topic! ;D

You don't drink anymore?

You must be thirsty!

[Gaillo]

You don't drink anymore?

You must be thirsty!

I still drink water and juices.

Surprisingly, after nearly 4 months of sobriety, I haven't had the slightest craving for alcohol. Been around a LOT of it too! ;D

No fucking AA and 12-step for me, I've got my own "1-Step" program: Just don't drink!

[Libertytree]

One of my favorite short stories is Silent snow, secret snow by Claude Aiken.

[gunDriller]

One of my favorite short stories is Silent snow, secret snow by Claude Aiken.

i enjoy translating Dr. Seuss into Ebonics.

I am Sam

>> I be Sam


I am Sam
Sam I am

>> I be Sam
>> Sam I be

Do you like
green eggs and ham

>> You like Green eggs Motherfvcker ?
>> what about the ham, Yo ?

I do not like
green eggs and ham.

>> Green Eggs, they fo' honkies.


I do not like them
in a house.
I do not like them
with a mouse.

>> Mouse, house, Green Eggs suck bro !

[Neuro]

i enjoy translating Dr. Seuss into Ebonics.

I am Sam

>> I be Sam


I am Sam
Sam I am

>> I be Sam
>> Sam I be

Do you like
green eggs and ham

>> You like Green eggs Motherfvcker ?
>> what about the ham, Yo ?

I do not like
green eggs and ham.

>> Green Eggs, they fo' honkies.


I do not like them
in a house.
I do not like them
with a mouse.

>> Mouse, house, Green Eggs suck bro !
You get Nobel price in book, nigga, or we riot!

[Gaillo]

Hey, you two... stay off topic! ;D

[BrewTech]

Hey, you two... stay off topic! ;D

I hijacked this thread with an agenda, and accomplished my goal. Do I win fabulous prizes?

[gunDriller]

I hijacked this thread with an agenda, and accomplished my goal. Do I win fabulous prizes?

ow bout Green Legs to go wit dem Green Eggs -

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iuTyEdM0tug/T4waFlRbdfI/AAAAAAAAOgs/zW18SIvaywE/s1600/gaila-startrek.jpg


OH NO ! Captain Kirk be riled up -

http://johnnycat.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/williamshatner2.jpg

[Neuro]

I hijacked this thread with an agenda, and accomplished my goal. Do I win fabulous prizes?
I can see what your agenda was. Too win the prize! Since that is in line with the OP, you really didn't hijack the thread. If you had kept your big keyboard shut and not asked for the prize you should have been one of the top contenders!

[mick silver]

I still drink water and juices.

Surprisingly, after nearly 4 months of sobriety, I haven't had the slightest craving for alcohol. Been around a LOT of it too! ;D

No fucking AA and 12-step for me, I've got my own "1-Step" program: Just don't drink!

i think someone here need a cold beer

[BrewTech]

I can see what your agenda was. Too win the prize! Since that is in line with the OP, you really didn't hijack the thread. If you had kept your big keyboard shut and not asked for the prize you should have been one of the top contenders!

...again proving that I am my own worst enemy!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sc5iTNVEOAg

[Neuro]

i think someone here need a cold beer
Sccchhhhlurpz!

[Neuro]

...again proving that I am my own worst enemy!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sc5iTNVEOAg
Have a cold beer!

[Camp Bassfish]

Lunchtime......

[Horn]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Tgtnk3w5tA&feature=related

Got no truck with the la-di-da
Keep my bread in an old fruit jar
Drive you out in a motor-car
Getting fat on your lucky star just making

Easy money.

[mamboni]

This thread is drooping a wee bit; so I will insert one of these:

3898

[k-os]

This thread is drooping a wee bit; so I will insert one of these:

3898

So, how was it? :cool:

[Neuro]

so, how was it? :cool:
lol

[osoab]

Has anyone read any good e-books on precious metal investing lately? :D

[Gaillo]

Has anyone read any good e-books on precious metal investing lately? :D

Just that "free" one that I had to give my entire personal history and medical records before I could download it... ;D

[freespirit]

3912

[EE_]

This thread is drooping a wee bit; so I will insert one of these:

3898

Mambonir?

[mamboni]

So, how was it? :cool:

Turgid does not begin to describe it.

[zap]

Where's my prize ??????

[Gaillo]

Where's my prize ??????

Where's your thread hijack? ??? ???

[EE_]

Sounds like you've taken really good care of her and it doesn't mean a thing to her.
She's a user and a taker, and she's not going to come around.
Right or wrong, family or not, sometimes you just have to walk away from selfish, hateful, unthankful people.
Sorry for your problem.

[zap]

Yep EE, every since her divorce in 98, she is a user ...thinks she is a bigshot when she don't got a pot to piss in !
Back in 98 I purchased her trailer house so she wouldn't come live with me.

Anyhow ....GOD damn her she will stay alive one way or the other... at least til the holidays are over.

what a selfinsh SOB

I guess I should just let her go , I know I should.... but I am just looking out for My daughters mental well being. She will go soon enough, but just not before the holidays.

[EE_]

I think your baby girl will be fine as long as she has you.
I think she understands the sad fact that people die, and that we must go on.

[zap]

There you go Gaillo. DERAIL

Thanks EE, I hope I am around for a good bit of time maybe 40 more years, I have alot to teach her.

[k-os]

Wow, zap, that's rough. Vent all you want - this is the perfect place to vent.

What does she say about her weight? Is it anorexia? Do you think it might be drug related? It's hard to imagine going through all of that cancer treatment and then giving up after having been given a second chance.

I am sending prayers and hugs to (((((you))))) and the little (((((yapper))))).

[1970 silver art]

My sports predictions:

1.) I think that the Tennessee Vols (football) team can still have a winning season by winning their remaining games (Troy, Missouri, Vanderbilt, and Kentucky) and going to a bowl game.

2.) The Alabama Crimson Tide will win another BCS college football championship this season.

3.) I think that the Tennessee Titans (NFL) can make the playoffs, however, I predict that the Denver Broncos will win the Superbowl on February 3, 2013.


My silver prediction:

1.) Silver will NOT hit and hold $50 before 2015.


My 2012 election prediction:

1.) Obama will win a 2nd term for POTUS.


DOOM prediction:

1.) No Doom on December 21, 2012 since nothing will happen on December 21, 2012. It will just be another day. :)

[Ponce]

OK, I am highjacking this thread........take me to Cuba

Stop bragging so much GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, but I am still the king hahahhaahaahah.

Well, pain pills taking affet at 04:12..........back to bed.....see ya.

[Old Herb Lady]

Yep EE, every since her divorce in 98, she is a user ...thinks she is a bigshot when she don't got a pot to piss in !
Back in 98 I purchased her trailer house so she wouldn't come live with me.

Anyhow ....GOD damn her she will stay alive one way or the other... at least til the holidays are over.

what a selfinsh SOB

I guess I should just let her go , I know I should.... but I am just looking out for My daughters mental well being. She will go soon enough, but just not before the holidays.


I am so sorry to hear this, Zap. Check a health food store for some Brewers Yeast. It increases the appetite so she'll EAT !
Also see if they have any Slippery Elm Bark.
It nourishes the body, too. Like say if you can get her to eat some applesauce,
just put some slippery elm powder (or open capsules & dump it in ) and mix it up . It tastes good and she might want to eat more. Even if you have to buy some baby food, that works good, too...just add the Brewers Yeast or Slippery Elm Bark.
Ive pulled my hair out a few times trying to get nourishment down people's throats. It is HARD.

Heres a few I've tried...mash up a banana with a fork on a plate, sprinkle some cinnamon on top or add peanut butter if can. Yogurt, applesauce, puréed foods or baby foods with the above herbs mixed in, juicing, smoothies can do wonders, mashed potatoes, Red Raspberry Tea has a ton of nutrients in it and fantastic for sick people, try to get her to swish the tea around in her mouth that helps the body to get used to the idea of solid food re entering and stimulates appetite.
I have tons more but you get the idea.

Ask her if she wants to go and get the feeding tube re inserted because you can't spoon feed her everyday.
Ask her if she likes her loved ones to suffer. if she still doesn't / won't/ can't eat then just know that you have done EVERYTHING HUMANLY POSSIBLE and forgive her for her selfish ways and let nature take its course.

When someone gives up on life and you continue to be their lifeline that is a BEAUTIFUL and NOBLE and HONORABLE and LOVING thing to do . However when they don't allow it anymore, there is nothing you can do except to accept it.

There is NOTHING worse than to see someone you love suffer. Nothing.
And the dominoe effect it subsequently causes around them ( misery) is just as bad.

[horseshoe3]

My sports predictions:

2.) The Alabama Crimson Tide will win another BCS college football championship this season.


Wrong, Wrong, Wrong. It's gonna be K-State this year.

[JDRock]

consider it hijacked..

[Camp Bassfish]

Hijacked!!!!

[Neuro]

Hijacked!!!!
Oddly the shape of those eye glasses is the same as the rear view mirror in your avatar! Mind boggling!

[JDRock]

Oddly the shape of those eye glasses is the same as the rear view mirror in your avatar! Mind boggling!
the case is SOLVED!

[Neuro]

the case is SOLVED!
Could it REALLY be that easy?

[madfranks]

My silver prediction:

1.) Silver will NOT hit and hold $50 before 2015.

Not before 2015? Surely this is a prediction you'll lose. Silver will be at $50 next year sometime I bet.

[mick silver]

sold all my silver an gold

[mamboni]

This thread deserves the entire load.


http://gold-silver.us/forum/attachment.php?attachmentid=3903&d=1351706072

[Neuro]

sold all my silver an gold
You should change name to Mick FRN!

[Gaillo]

You should change name to Mick FRN!

Or Mickpreps.

[mamboni]

Barack "Once You Go Black" Obama & Joe "The Load" Biden


versus

Mittens "The More Man Mormon" and Paul "That Munster Kid" Ryan

for

POTUS and VPOTUS

Vote early...Vote Often....

[EE_]

Haven't seen hide nor hair of Eddie?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haExF5TyBXI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykHYXOC0ETo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqM6TSXkBQc

[osoab]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHg5SJYRHA0

[mick silver]

mick the paper man ........ i went and brought all my silver an gold back an only payed double what i sold it for ... yahooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo o

[Neuro]

mick the paper man ........ i went and brought all my silver an gold back an only payed double what i sold it for ... yahooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo o
Great! Now you have way less FRN's than you did before!

[mick silver]

hey ....... did i tale you guys i seen my mule heap my cow

[Neuro]

hey ....... did i tale you guys i seen my mule heap my cow
Tale us more! ;D

[MNeagle]

http://media-cache-lt0.pinterest.com/upload/194288171395798958_Cx98daGI_c.jpg

[1970 silver art]

Not before 2015? Surely this is a prediction you'll lose. Silver will be at $50 next year sometime I bet.

Nope. I do not see silver hitting and holding $50 before 2015. As long as JPM controls the silver market with it's naked shorting schemes, then you will not see $50 silver anytime soon. That is fine with me since I can continue to buy silver art bars at these artificial low prices. Some other factors that could possibly play into silver's continuing downturn are 1.) worsening Euro debt crisis, 2.) fiscal cliff beginning next year, and 3.) another U.S. recession (leading to slowdown in industrial demand for silver). In the very short term (next 4 weeks), I think that silver will continue to go down and finish under $30 sometime this upcoming week and retest the $26 support level between now and before Thanksgiving. If this does not happen, then before the end of this year. The election day results could also factor into all of this in the very near short term. We will have to see what happens this upcoming week.

[1970 silver art]

Wrong, Wrong, Wrong. It's gonna be K-State this year.

I think that Alabama will win the BCS college football championship this season. I think that it will be Alabama and Notre Dame playing for the BCS college football championship with Alabama beating Notre Dame to win the national championship. LSU was the toughest test for the Crimson Tide and since they beat LSU yesterday, then I see Alabama winning the rest of their regular season games plus beating either Florida or Georgia in the SEC Championship game. Oregon will probably lose to either Stanford or USC. Kansas State will probably lose to either Texas Christian or might lose to Texas on December 1. Notre Dame will win the remainder of their games including USC on November 24. That is my take on this.

[slowbell]

Nope. I do not see silver hitting and holding $50 before 2015. As long as JPM controls the silver market with it's naked shorting schemes, then you will not see $50 silver anytime soon.

Good to see you, Art. I think JPM is making profits the whole time. Eventually though, the game will be up and their hand will be forced. They will probably cash out sooner than that. Too much physical is leaving the market. As long as the price is suppressed, folks will pull more physical out. Time will tell. This is why I see silver rising slowly. We'll see $50 sometime next year. Along with many smack downs along the way to shake out the weak hands.

$100 silver by 2015, if not higher.

[1970 silver art]

Good to see you, Art. I think JPM is making profits the whole time. Eventually though, the game will be up and their hand will be forced. They will probably cash out sooner than that. Too much physical is leaving the market. As long as the price is suppressed, folks will pull more physical out. Time will tell. This is why I see silver rising slowly. We'll see $50 sometime next year. Along with many smack downs along the way to shake out the weak hands.

$100 silver by 2015, if not higher.

I agree that the paper game will eventually end. Eventually the long-term negative fundamentals of the U.S$ will take hold and will put an end to the JPM paper shorting scheme but I think that this will happen sometime after 2015. There is a possibility that silver could break the $26 support level on the downside if the Euro debt crisis situation gets worse and people get scared and run to the $ for "safety". That is a situation we do not know how it will ultimately play out but I think that it will get worse and that will cause the metals and the stock market to tank. As long as JPM can continue to throw paper shorts at the silver market, then they can keep it from hitting and holding $50 for a while longer in my opinion.

[Neuro]

Go to HELL Blythe Masters!

[Camp Bassfish]

So isn't election day coming up soon??

[singular_me]

bump... I am monitoring this thread very closely in the hope that it will get more views/replies than the LSD Jenadele's thread.

[Horn]

There's a man going round taking names, apparently.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KU72RJzysZQ

[freespirit]

My cat's breath smells like cat food.

[k-os]

My cat's breath smells like cat food.

Consider that a blessing! My dog's breath smells like a garbage pail.

[1970 silver art]

Wrong, Wrong, Wrong. It's gonna be K-State this year.


I think that Alabama will win the BCS college football championship this season. I think that it will be Alabama and Notre Dame playing for the BCS college football championship with Alabama beating Notre Dame to win the national championship. LSU was the toughest test for the Crimson Tide and since they beat LSU yesterday, then I see Alabama winning the rest of their regular season games plus beating either Florida or Georgia in the SEC Championship game. Oregon will probably lose to either Stanford or USC. Kansas State will probably lose to either Texas Christian or might lose to Texas on December 1. Notre Dame will win the remainder of their games including USC on November 24. That is my take on this.


Horseshoe3, I have to give you some bad news but.............................


Baylor - 52

Kansas State - 24


also.........

Stanford - 17

Oregon - 14


One would have thought that Alabama's national title chances were gone forever after Texas A&M's victory over Alabama last week but that is not the case. Since Oregon and Kansas State lost this weekend and Notre Dame won this weekend, then that means that Notre Dame will more than likely move to 1st place in the AP poll and to 1st place in the BCS standings. With that said, I see Alabama easily winning over Auburn and then defeating Georgia in the SEC Championship game. I also see Notre Dame defeating USC next weekend to remain undefeated at 12-0. As I mentioned in my previous post, I see Notre Dame and Alabama playing for the BCS national college football championship and I see Alabama defeating Notre Dame to win the BCS championship. I still stand behind this prediction that Alabama will win the BCS championship. For the record, I am NOT an Alabama Crimson Tide fan. I am a Tennessee Vols fan and I was very disappointed in the VOLS this season. I have to call it as I see it by saying that Alabama will win the BCS national football championship again this season.

'Nuff said.

[1970 silver art]

Wrong, Wrong, Wrong. It's gonna be K-State this year.


I think that Alabama will win the BCS college football championship this season. I think that it will be Alabama and Notre Dame playing for the BCS college football championship with Alabama beating Notre Dame to win the national championship. LSU was the toughest test for the Crimson Tide and since they beat LSU yesterday, then I see Alabama winning the rest of their regular season games plus beating either Florida or Georgia in the SEC Championship game. Oregon will probably lose to either Stanford or USC. Kansas State will probably lose to either Texas Christian or might lose to Texas on December 1. Notre Dame will win the remainder of their games including USC on November 24. That is my take on this.


Horseshoe3, I have to give you some bad news but.............................


Baylor - 52

Kansas State - 24


also.........

Stanford - 17

Oregon - 14


One would have thought that Alabama's national title chances were gone forever after Texas A&M's victory over Alabama last week but that is not the case. Since Oregon and Kansas State lost this weekend and Notre Dame won this weekend, then that means that Notre Dame will more than likely move to 1st place in the AP poll and to 1st place in the BCS standings. With that said, I see Alabama easily winning over Auburn and then defeating Georgia in the SEC Championship game. I also see Notre Dame defeating USC next weekend to remain undefeated at 12-0. As I mentioned in my previous post, I see Notre Dame and Alabama playing for the BCS national college football championship and I see Alabama defeating Notre Dame to win the BCS championship. I still stand behind this prediction that Alabama will win the BCS championship. For the record, I am NOT an Alabama Crimson Tide fan. I am a Tennessee Vols fan and I was very disappointed in the VOLS this season. I have to call it as I see it by saying that Alabama will win the BCS national football championship again this season.

'Nuff said.

Football score from last Saturday (November 24, 2012):

Notre Dame - 22

USC -13


Football score from the SEC football championship game that just ended a few minutes ago today:

Alabama - 32

Georgia - 28


Just as I was predicting in my previous posts on this thread, it will be the Notre Dame Fighting Irish versus the Alabama Crimson Tide for the BCS National college football championship on January 7, 2013. Despite the fact that Notre Dame is undefeated at 12-0, they are the underdogs to Alabama. As I have said before and I will say again, my gut feeling says that the Alabama Crimson Tide will win the BCS college football national championship on Monday, January 7, 2013. I am making a wild guess by saying that Alabama will beat Notre Dame by 14 points to win it all. We will see.

[Serpo]

some one said gaillo had left but his account name is still working so he hasnt really....true or false

[Serpo]

My cat's breath smells like cat food.

Yea I get that sometimes

[MNeagle]

http://www.wimp.com/fishingbloopers/

[10 Bears]

Me suspicious.. Last thing me hijack had a LowJack and me almost get caught.
This is trap,