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Limericks for St. Patrick's day

Poster_Boy — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 12:19:00 GMT

The first limericks were invented by Irish soldiers attempting to amuse themselves during long marches. I feel like writing some Limericks off the top of my head. An Irishman dancing the jig Scratched uncomfortably wearing his wig So then without failin' Voted McCain-Palin To see lipstick be placed on a pig. While riding his large furry llama Pat McDoogle now suffered from trauma He arrived at the station Where he'd vote for the nation The most Irish name of them, O'bama A Baron exceedingly crass Built a palisade round his fat ass The invaders they fled Plugged their nose and turned red He repelled their attack with his gas A busker who hailed from Toronto found he had to pay the rent, pronto He played flute in the subway In pursuit of his grub pay But he didn't quite make what he'd want to. A Hamilton lad from 'the Hammer' In her presence, would most often stammer "Miss, you're a-a-autograph, please? I feel weak at the knees." So impressed was this man with her glamor. Five fat cats sat on a wood fence Seeking to dole out recompense A scrappy young tom cat Had knocked them out all flat Now they all twitched their tails, in suspense It's a high staircase which goes up that hill, Yet I'll climb it, as I have time to kill But that pain in my chest Indicates I should rest As well as take my damned heart pill.

The Thin Red Line

Poster_Boy — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 06:33:03 GMT

While I was surfing the net I came across this article. It is an excerpt from a blog which is about making improvements to the city I now live in, Hamilton, Ontario. It's an article about the Hamilton Armories, constructed in 1906. There is a bit of a write up about the regiment which I was in, the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders of Canada. This might be referred to as the 'Army Reserves' in the United States, but in Canada this is referred to as the 'Militia'. I was a member of the Argylls while I was in High school, until the time I went to University. It was once the expectation that every young man would serve in the Citizen's Militia. In fact, before the invention of the Municipal Police forces by Robert Peel in 1812, the militia WAS the police. It was the War of 1812 which first made the invention of the Police a necessity. All the men of military age in Britain were either needed for fighting Napoleon in Europe, or assisting the Canadians who were busy fighting the Americans at this time. As a result, there was a crime wave in the city streets as criminals took advantage of the fact that those who normally enforced the laws were now fighting each other in the battlefields of Europe and North America. http://www.raisethehammer.org/index.asp?id=432 This might interest you. This is the Argylls on parade at Copps Colosseum in Hamilton as the Queen of England presents the unit with new colours. The Queen of England is considered the Commander in chief of the Canadian Armed forces. Yes, it's true that the only thing that is worn beneath the kilt are your shoes and socks. Also, spats and garters to keep the socks up. There is also the 'Skein Du', a traditional Scottish knife which is worn in the sock. Surprisingly, this knife was carried for use as an eating utility more than as a weapon. http://www.ashofc.ca/ASHFRAME.htm The invention of the Kilt has a bit of controversy to it. The invention of the modern kilt is usually sometime after about 1727 by a British Quaker industrialist named Thomas Rawlinson. As the owner of a lumberyard, Rawlinson hired Scottish men who were so poor that they could not even afford to buy trousers. They simply wore tunic-length shirts which came down to the knees instead. In order to cut down on lost work hours due to bruised genitals, Rawlinson created a wrap around garment for the workers in his lumber mill to wear. http://www.chass.utoronto.ca/history/material_culture/rmclean/html/trad.htm The term 'The Thin Red Line' originally meant the Argylls. It originated from the British Army's 93rd (Highland) Regiment at the Battle of Balaclava on October 25, 1854, during the Crimean War. The 93rd Regiment is the Argyll and Sutherland Highlander's regiment. This is also what inspired the Rudyard Kipling poem where the term for a British Soldier 'Tommy' comes from. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Thin_Red_Line_%281854_battle%29

Anti-American.

Poster_Boy — Mon, 28 Jan 2008 01:25:21 GMT

This is in regards to Ron Paul's decision to vote against giving Rosa Parks a congressional medal of honour. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rVwuYKGIn38 Ron Paul has also voted against giving a congressional medal of honour to former President Ronald Reagan and Pope John Paul II. For the record, I would have also voted against giving a medal to Ronald Reagan and the Pope as well. I have scores of reasons for this. However, I would vote strongly IN FAVOR of a Congressional medal of honor for Rosa Parks. This is more especially true if I was in Ron Paul's position of trying to pander to the populist vote. As a said before, I see Rosa Parks as an important hero because Rosa Parks is an 'everyman'. Rosa Parks is not an extraordinary leader such as a Pope or a President. She is not a highly trained and skilled professional such as a Policeman, a Firefighter, or a Soldier. Rosa Parks is like you and me. Rosa Parks is the average American person on the street, moved to perform a courageous act in the face of injustice and tyranny by paradoxically performing an ordinary one. If there is anything which the United States represents, or was essentially founded on was the idea of Populism and Egalitarianism. The idea that the ordinary, everyday, average person had just as much worth and potential as any member of the privileged blue-blooded aristocracy or crowned parasites of Europe. 'Everyman' was a 'Minuteman', and could be expected at a moment's notice to be a policeman, a soldier, or a hero. 'Everyman' was also a Statesman. The Framers painstakingly crafted the Constitution of the United States to ensure that it was a government 'Of the People, by the People, and for the People. 'Everyman's opinions and contributions were just as important as those of every other 'everyman'. 'Everyman' had the same rights and freedoms guaranteed to him (or her), regardless of their social class, creed, or religious affiliation. Think of how many heroes of fact or fiction in American culture are 'Everyman'. How many 'basement inventors' are there, ordinary, often self-educated people who turn out a remarkable invention in the 'Yankee workshop' in their shed or garage that transforms the world? How many 'Travis Bickle' are there, ordinary people whose invisibly heroic effort consists of getting through the daily grind without going mental and blowing someone's head off? How many John Henry's are there, working as an ordinary rail-road man and giving his all to prove that the human worker is better than the machine? What about Cowboys? They are the quintessential American hero. Yet who were the actual Cowboys of the Old West other than simple, ordinary men, farm-hands who work with cattle? Blue Jeans, Rock Music, Harley Choppers, Hippies, The Wizard of Oz, every American book, every American movie, every American song, everything and anything I can think of or imagine that is a product from or symbolic of the United States of America. All of these things strongly reverberate with this fundamentally American concept of Populism and Egalitarianism at their very core. That is, the idea that the 'Everyman' is a hero, even if an unsung hero. This was the idea, the 'American Dream' which made the United States and American culture so attractive to the other countries of the world. The idea that no matter how ordinary the conditions of your birth, you too can rise from poverty to become an Elvis Presley, a Thomas Edison, or a Marylin Monroe. For me, Bruce Springsteen and John Cougar Mellencamp would be representative examples of this American populist ideal. This is something that Americans themselves....and the rest of the world that soon followed them, have taking for granted today. Like indoor plumbing or electrical power, these things have simply become accepted as part of everyday life. This feeling of egalitarianism which has come to define the whole of western civilization today originated with the American revolution. If the American revolution had failed, we would likely still be in the Imperial age of Kings today. It was this concept of the 'everyman', at the very heart and kernel of the 'American dream' which had really brought down the Iron curtain of Communism in the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe. It wasn't the spy planes and the missiles, it was the blue jeans and rock and roll that brought down the USSR. The same concept of economic equality which they had tried to achieve through 'Communism' had let these people down when it was transformed into little more than a bureaucratic aristocracy. It was in the music of the Beatles and the trousers of the Levis company where the Slavic people found at last the KIND of freedom and equality that they were looking for. The kind of freedom where 'EVERYMAN' is King. Yet since the collapse of the Soviet Union there has also been what seems to me a cultural collapse in the United States. The 'War on Drugs' initiated by Ronald Reagan began it's slow, methodical process of eroding the fundamental freedoms of the American people. Class structures which were always present were now becoming more sharply defined and firmly entrenched. The United States began developing along and transforming into the class-based society which they once sought to distance themselves from. The American dream was just that, a dream. Time to wake up and smell the threatening, gathering powers of the 'great unwashed'. Too much democracy and freedom is a dangerous thing, something which threatens the entrenched and established order of the uppermost economic classes. Now, the powers of this newly established elite is testing the waters of the society they have constructed, to see what they can get away with. Just how far can a President go before the people rise up against him? Let's test the limits. This is the exactly the same thing which happened in Europe during the Ancient Roman era. I never understood what the phrase 'Anti-American' meant, until I wrote this post just now. There is no such thing as 'Anti-Canadian'. But then, there is also no such thing as the 'Canadian dream'. I understand now what 'Anti-American' means. Something which panders to elitism and exclusiveness, something which is contrary to populism and egalitarianism is 'Anti-American'. The concept of 'I am a better person than you', no matter how expressed, is 'Anti-American'. And voting against giving a medal to Rosa Parks is 'Anti-American' too. ============================================================================================================== Rosa Parks, American Hero ============================================================================================================ This was taken from the Labour Heritage Site, regarding the Power of song. http://www.laborheritage.org/powerofsong.htm Rosa Parks said: "My belief in Freedom goes way back to the days when my mother used to sing “Oh Freedom Over Me”. I will never forget those words: O freedom O freedom O freedom over me And before I’d be a slave I’d be buried in my grave And go home to my Lord and be free. O weeping O weeping O weeping over me And before I’d be a slave I’d be buried in my grave And go home to my Lord and be free. O crying O crying O crying over me And before I’d be a slave I’d be buried in my grave And go home to my Lord and be free. No injustice No injustice No injustice over me And before I’d be a slave I’d be buried in my grave And go home to my Lord and be free. -Rosa Parks

Bad News regarding Marc Emery

Poster_Boy — Sun, 27 Jan 2008 01:56:18 GMT

*Crossposted from Politics Tribe. Thanks to Chycho* Bad news I am afraid. It's about Mark Emery. Marc Emery, a Canadian cannabis and libertarian activist, is considering a plea bargain to save his two friends from going to prison in the United States. In the following interview on CBC National News, Emery explains the situation. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4uc98rM33M The plea bargain will most likely sentence Marc to a five-year prison term. In consideration of possible incarceration, Emery is “thinking of embarking on a Farewell Tour across Canada to speak to the people one last time.” The following is the proposed schedule: St. John's, Newfoundland - Feb. 19 Halifax, Nova Scotia - Feb. 21 Moncton, New Brunswick - Feb. 22 Quebec City - Feb. 23 Montreal - Feb. 25 Ottawa - Feb. 26 Toronto - Feb. 27 London - Feb. 29 Sudbury - March 1 Winnipeg - March 3 Regina - March 4 Saskatoon - March 5 Calgary - March 6 Edmonton - March 7 Whitehorse - March 8 Kamloops - March 10 Victoria - March 12 Emery is also asking for help to raise funds for this tour. It’s estimated that the cost will be approximately $12,500. Once $3,000 is raised, the flights will be booked. The 16-city tour has one message, "Ending Prohibition in Our Time: My Crusade to Free The Cannabis Culture." You can donate to the FAREWELL TOUR in the following ways: 1) PayPal bank transfer: Send to jodie_giesz@hotmail.com, or donate to the ChipIn 2) Cheque or money order: Made out to "Marc Emery", memo "Farewell Tour" 307 West Hastings Street Vancouver, BC V6B 1H6 Canada 3) Cash donations: Contribute in person at Marc Emery's Cannabis Culture Headquarters, 307 West Hastings Street, Vancouver BC (Deliver only to Marc Emery or Jodie Emery in the CC magazine office downstairs, or to Anna, Rhiannon, or Brandon in the CC Headquarters store on the main floor.) Additional information on this case and the Cannabis Culture available through the following documentary: The USA vs. Marc Emery. It’s difficult to explain what it means to witness our society condemn a human being for selling seeds to a plant. Maybe even having the need to explain such a horror, explains why we are at the tipping point, facing extinction due to our destruction of the environment. We, human beings, will never win a war against nature, and by waging it, we are destroying the ecosystem and condemning future generation to a miserable existence on a planet devoid of diverse life. While we wait for Marc Emery’s future to be decided, we can enjoy and learn from the following documentaries, explaining in detail some of the benefits of Cannabis and the complete disaster known as the ‘War on Drugs’ (Please note that the first few minutes of the first movie are in Dutch, but the rest is in English). War on Drugs (The Prison Industrial Complex) (1999) http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=864268000924014458&hl=en-CA Hemp Revolution part 1 of 2 http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3070358204716119824&hl=en-CA Hemp Revolution part 2 of 2 http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8376961766517588127&hl=en-CA

When they push you, YOU PUSH BACK.

Poster_Boy — Tue, 08 Jan 2008 11:00:25 GMT

Hi, this is a cross-post from the Politics tribe. I thought it would be relevant here. <<I was kind of negatively surprised to hear Ron Pauls statements on evolution.. Another reason i would not vote for this guy.. Ron Paul: I don't believe in evolution >> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JyvkjSKMLw What a freaking headcase! Actually, we had some political candidates in Canada who believed in Creationism...and that man walked with the dinosaurs. These politicians were mocked and jeered by everyone who came in contact with them. The head of the Conservative Party Stockwell Day for instance has his campaign bus nicknamed 'Prayer Force one', and the MEDIA (cameramen, anchormen, soundmen) used to mock him by whistling the 'Flintstones' theme out loud whenever they were in his presence. Imagine this for a moment. A reporter asks you a question and your answer is drowned out by twenty people whistling simultaneously as the reporter just grins. Not just any twenty people, but the very same News crew covering your election campaign. This was broadcast live! No one lost their jobs over it either. Since most people who saw the news live thought that this was hilarious, the opposition quickly scored points with the voters when they brought in little Fred and Barney dolls to cabinet meetings with them. Seriously, if Americans see no problem with a President who thinks that humans walked with dinosaurs and that the planet is only ten thousand years old, then all I can say is good luck with your Science programs and welcome to the new middle ages. The twenty-first century is starting to look more like the twelfth century than the twentieth! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'd like to see more Americans doing this in their own country. Whistling the theme to the Flintstones that is. Here's a fun sing-a-long version of the song, for those who aren't familiar with it. The song is also full of fun sound effects like screeching and clunking that a group of people could add on to in a group sing along. http://video.aol.com/video/tv-the-flintstones-theme-song-sing-along/1816757 Whenever someone mentions that they believe in 'Creationism' or 'Intelligent design', start whistling the theme to the Flintstones very loudly until they shut up and leave. If you see any Presidential candidate on TV saying that he doesn't believe in evolution, start whistling the theme to the Flintstones. Tell all your friends to do the same thing as well. Go to a bar and do this publicly. They don't listen to you, so why should you listen to them? DROWN THEM OUT! ! 'Intelligent design' is not a Theory, it's an ideology. it wasn't developed by observation and experimentation, but by a group of people with an agenda cherry-picking things that suit them. What is their agenda? To win the battle for your mind. YOUR MIND is all you really have. Don't let these people try and take it from you, or take it from anyone else. When they push you, YOU PUSH BACK. After all, when the Creationists are attacking the Theory of Evolution, they are in essence attacking Science itself! Does one really need to re-enact the Scopes trial of 1925 every time some dim-wit tries to shove a Bible down everyone's throats? It's not open to debate! Ever wonder why there are so many foreign scientists working in the United States right now? It's because society is being dumbed down, and replacing the Theory of Evolution with Creationism in public schools and high schools is not only a violation of the First Amendment, it's the virtual equivalent to a national lobotomy. How can one expect American students to possibly excel in Science and technology when they reject the very basis of what has influenced the field of biology, turning the clock back to 1859?

Own your own City, and rule over it like a King!

Poster_Boy — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 10:38:22 GMT

I came across this link on Captain Black's homepage. It's an interesting game kind of like Sim City, where you create your own community which grows with every person that visits it. Please click on this link now if you want to see how big my city of 'Xanada' is now. There might still be some space left for you to take up a cyber-residence in the fashionable downtown district. Who knows? http://xanada.myminicity.com/

The Victorian Martial art of Bartitsu lives on!

Poster_Boy — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 17:46:43 GMT

(From the Toronto Globe and Mail) Woman, 76, attacked with a cane - but she was able PAUL WALDIE Walburga Schaller is 76 years old, blind in one eye, has an artificial hip and severe arthritis, and walks with a cane. But she isn't afraid of a scrap. Just ask Robert Smith. Ms. Schaller and Mr. Smith had never met until a spring afternoon in June, 2005, when they both set off on errands on the same west Toronto street. Ms. Schaller was going to the bank near her home and she took her usual path on the right-hand side of the sidewalk. Mr. Smith, 52, was heading to a medical appointment and he was also walking with a cane because of a foot injury. As they walked toward each other, both expected the other to give way. Neither did and they ended up standing directly opposite, so close their shoes almost touched and Mr. Smith's glasses nearly rubbed Ms. Schaller's eyes. That's when things turned nasty, the court file says. First came an exchange of insults, then obscenities. Cherie Coyle, who lived nearby and watched the altercation, testified in court that Mr. Smith and Ms. Schaller soon began hitting each other with their canes, both landing several blows. Finally, Mr. Smith walked around Ms. Schaller. As he went by, Ms. Schaller said he pushed her shoulder and she called him a "bastard." Mr. Smith then whacked her one last time with his cane near her collar bone, according to court files. He hit her so hard his cane shattered into pieces and Ms. Schaller fell to the ground. A bystander helped her up and called the police. Mr. Smith was arrested and charged with assault. In court, Mr. Smith acknowledged hitting Ms. Schaller but insisted he was acting in self defence. He testified that he'd bought the cane that day for $14 "and that it was cheap and possibly filled with termites." In an interview yesterday Ms. Schaller recounted the impasse on the sidewalk. "He looked me straight in the eye and said 'You old bitch, fuck yourself,' " Ms. Schaller said, recalling her testimony in court. "I couldn't believe it. I was stunned. I never knew the guy. I never saw him in my life and I told him, 'No, you fuck yourself.' " According to the court file, Mr. Smith folded his arms, rested his cane on one arm and said: "I have all day." "So do I," responded Ms. Schaller. Then she warned him that she would break his glasses if he didn't move, according to court files. Mr. Smith was not deterred. He said he tried to go around Ms. Schaller but she said she would teach him how to treat a lady and rammed her cane into his stomach. As he walked around her, Mr. Smith said Ms. Schaller whacked him with her cane. "That was it," he told the court, and he brought his cane down on her. Ms. Schaller denied striking Mr. Smith and told the court that she had several bruises on her arm and back of her head as a result of his blows. It took her weeks to recover but there was no lasting damage, the court heard. In a ruling made public this week, Judge Howard Borenstein, of the Ontario Court, sided with Ms. Schaller, but he didn't let her off the hook, calling her actions aggressive. "Despite her age, and her cane, she is not a shrinking violet," the judge said. "I find that they were both hitting each other, probably without sufficient force to cause any injury at first. Then, Mr. Smith delivered the last shot -- the coup de grâce," the judge said. "Even if the two, by their conduct, could be said to have consented to this duel of canes, the last strike was so beyond the pale as to be beyond any consent." The judge found Mr. Smith guilty, saying his blow was excessive and unnecessary. "Despite Mr. Smith's foot, he could have easily kept walking away at that point. In the result, Mr. Smith will be found guilty of assault with a weapon." He received a two-year suspended sentence. Mr. Smith and his lawyer were unavailable for comment. Ms. Schaller said she was pleased with the outcome. She said she never thought of suing Mr. Smith for damages. "I don't want the money," she said. "I want him to get punished for what he did." (Note: Yes, some people did write into the newspaper to say that the word 'fuck' should not appear in print.)

The Five thousand year old Embrace

Poster_Boy — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 18:04:29 GMT

I thought this article was interesting, so I reposted it By Phil Stewart VALDARO, Italy, Feb 12 (Reuters Life!) - Italy won't split up its Stone Age "lovers." In a Valentine's Day gift to the country, scientists said they are determined to remove and preserve together the remains of a couple buried 5,000 to 6,000 years ago, their arms still wrapped around each other in an enduring embrace. Instead of removing the bones one-by-one for reassembly later, archaeologists plan to scoop up the entire section of earth where the couple was buried, they told Reuters. The plot will then be transported for study before being put on display in an Italian museum, thereby preserving the world's longest known hug for posterity. "We want to keep can them just as they have been all this time -- together," archaeologist Elena Menotti, who announced the discovery a week ago, told Reuters. Their removal will be a relief for archaeologists who had to hire extra security to guard the rural site outside the northern city of Mantova after the discovery made world headlines. STAR-CROSSED LOVERS? More importantly, it will give scientists a chance to figure out what was has become one of Italian archaeology's greatest mysteries: the first known Neolithic couple to be buried together, hugging. Was it a sudden death? A ritual sacrifice? Or maybe they were prehistoric, star-crossed lovers who took their own lives. That is a crowd-pleasing theory in these parts, since Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet was set in nearby Verona. But scientists acknowledge they still know precious little about the now-famous Stone Age couple, whose embrace has become a subject of world newspaper headlines and chat shows. Italians dubbed them the "Lovers of Valdaro" after the Mantova suburb of farmland and factories. But even their gender is a open question until scientists confirm the theory that they were a man and a woman. Archaeologists seem certain the couple died young, since their teeth are intact and that they died during the Stone Age because of an arrowhead and tools found with the remains. But new evidence indicates the couple were not alone and that the remains may have left been near a Stone Age settlement. A CULT? DEATH GRIP? Archaeologists on site showed Reuters photographs of another skeleton found nearby, suggesting the couple were in some sort of prehistoric burial ground. While the single body was buried East-West, possibly following the daily path of the sun across the sky, the Stone Age couple were buried "the wrong way." "They were buried North-South, and we don't know why," said archaeologist Daniela Castagna, standing over the grave site. John Robb, lecturer at Cambridge University and an expert in Neolithic Italian remains, says the trouble with the Stone Age couple is the singularity of the find -- which makes it difficult to explain using known historic data. He said Neolithic burials are almost always single burials. "There are a couple of mass burials. There are couple of examples of heads being found under houses. And then, about one burial in every 20 or 30 sites is completely unique," he said. "And these are probably things that have strange ritual circumstances of one kind or another." But until scientists get a closer look at the bones, all anyone has are loose theories. The discovery generated Internet conspiracy theories with some taking a darker interpretation of the hugging skeletons. One reader on AOL, said it was absurd to assume "this couple is in eternal bliss." "Maybe it is eternal hatred that had them locked together in a death grip," wrote another reader. Other people have called for the couple to be left alone -- something that Italian archaeologists say would leave the remains vulnerable to looters, vandals and even bad weather. There is also a practical reason, the owner of the land hopes to soon build warehouses on it. "We say rest in peace -- unless you're dead long enough to be interesting," wrote another reader, Jim Noonan.

We have this in Canada as well.

Poster_Boy — Wed, 13 Dec 2006 23:12:28 GMT

Somebody sent this to me through my e-mail. I thought it was funny, so I decided to share it. ===================================== Only in America......do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front. Only in America......do people order double cheeseburgers, l arge fries, and a diet coke. Only in America......do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters. Only in America......do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage. Only in America......do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and bun! s in packages of eight. Only in America ......do we use the word 'politics' to describe the process so well: 'Poli' in Latin meaning 'many' and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking creatures'. Only in America......do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering. EVER WONDER .... W hy the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin ? Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed? Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"? Why is "abbreviated" such a long word? Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"? Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons? Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker? Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour? Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food? Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes? Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections? You know that indestructible black box that is used on airplanes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?! Why don't sheep shrink when it rains? Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together? If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress? If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal? ------------------ --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

How Evil are you?

Poster_Boy — Tue, 21 Nov 2006 14:47:19 GMT

How evil are you? I took this test and here are my results. ***You Are 48% Evil*** You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side. Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination. How Evil Are You? http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/

Jack the Ripper was 'normal'

Poster_Boy — Mon, 20 Nov 2006 23:14:52 GMT

This is a repost of an article I found on Jack the Ripper. http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/afp/061120/world/britain_history_murder_1 LONDON (AFP) - Jack the Ripper was short, stocky and about 30 years old -- "frighteningly normal" -- according to a profile of the notorious Victorian-era killer published using state-of-the-art technology. In the profile, the man who strangled and butchered five London prostitutes looks probably very different from the man authorities were searching for at the time, police said Monday. Laura Richards, head of analysis for the Metropolitan Police's Violent Crime Command, has drawn up what is believed to be the most accurate portrait of the murderer after analyzing evidence from the case using modern police techniques. She claims that the evidence from 118 years ago shows that the ripper was between 25 and 35 years old, had a stocky build, and stood between five feet five inches and five feet seven inches tall. The evidence can also likely locate where he lived. "For the first time, we are able to understand the kind of person Jack the Ripper was," said Richards, who in the past has studied serial killer Fred West and Ian Huntley, who murdered two girls. "We can name the street where he probably lived and we can see what he looked like; and we can explain, finally, why this killer eluded justice," Richards said. Working alongside former Metropolitan Police commander John Grieve, she assembled experts like pathologists, historians and a geographical profiler to understand why the case was never solved and to see whether it still could be. "This is further than anyone else has got. It would have been enough for coppers to get out and start knocking on doors... they would have got him," Grieve said. Drawing on modern experience, the experts studied his legend, analyzed the Ripper's crimes and retraced his steps while examining 13 different witness statements taken at the time of the killings. The details produced a picture of someone who was "perfectly sane, frighteningly normal, and yet capable of extraordinary cruelty," Richards said. Grieve added: "It's a popular misconception that nobody ever saw the murderer, that he just vanished into the fog of London. Well that's just not right. There were witnesses at the time who were highly thought of by the police. "If we were doing this investigation today, we could pool together all these descriptions and the kind of face that the police were clearly looking for. You could come up with a composite and you can go beyond just a full face, you can get something that really helps the police to look for suspects." The results of the study will be broadcast on the Five television channel on Tuesday. In January this year, Jack the Ripper was voted Britain's most hated individual in a BBC poll, which described him as the forerunner of modern serial killers.

The Celtic Zodiac

Poster_Boy — Wed, 08 Nov 2006 02:49:45 GMT

Leda just introduced me to Celtic Animal and Tree Astrology. This is my animal: ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Date of Birth: October 28 – November 24 Animal: Owl Gaelic Name: Cailleach-oidhche (Approximate pronunciation: Kall-eeck Oheeche.) Ruling Planet: Pluto Keywords: Wisdom, Change, Detachment. Gift Quality or Ability: Owl people have a powerful presence and personal magnetism that can both attract and overpower sensitive people. Highly imaginative and passionate. Initiation, sensitivity to the other world, magick. Birth Stone: Jasper Compatibility: Harmonious relations with the signs of cat and bear. Will also relate well to the signs of bee, swan and crane. Difficulties may be expected in relation to all other signs. top ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Celtic Plant Mythology: According to the thirteen sacred Celtic plants, I am a reed person. http://groups.msn.com/AstroZombies/reed.msnw Thank you for showing this to me Leda! http://www.maxpagesplus.com/eclecticwicca/Celtic_Animal_Astrology http://groups.msn.com/AstroZombies/celticastrology.msnw

!!DOGS!!

Poster_Boy — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 02:07:07 GMT

On a saturday afternoon, the members of our neighbourhood gang used to like to go down to the general store to hang out and watch the people passing by. It was a small town and there was little else for us to do there. We were too young to have jobs so we didn't have any money. We didn't go to school much because we didn't like school much either for that matter. At that moment, the town preacher came by our small gang and gave us a wide, friendly smile. "Oh, what beautiful children you all are!" he exclaimed. The members of our gang looked to the preacher, then looked to each other and nodded. It was true what he said. Indeed, we we were beautiful children. "Where were you all baptised?" the Preacher asked. Everyone in the gang looked around at each other. The youngest one spoke. "We were never baptized. None of us were." The gang nodded their heads, agreeing. The Priest curled his face in disgust. "Gah! Those who are unbaptized are like the dogs!" We looked to each other's faces, then the eldest of our gang spoke. "It is you Christians that are like the Dogs, in that you need a Master!"

The Picture Comment game

Poster_Boy — Mon, 16 Oct 2006 20:22:18 GMT

1. Go to the profile of the person who posted this bulletin. 2. Pick your favorite picture and comment on it. 3. Repost this bulletin and see how many comments you get. 4. The person who posted this will comment you back. 5. Repost this as ''The Picture Comment Game'' My comment: "I saw the video on your profile page, ivy. Wow! The 'FREE HUGS' were made illegal and they had to get a petition with ten thousand signatures in order to have 'FREE HUGS' permitted again! " (Here's a link to Ivy's page) http://people.tribe.net/ivydee

What sort of English do you speak?

Poster_Boy — Wed, 11 Oct 2006 13:31:08 GMT

This is my linguistic profile. ***Your Linguistic Profile:*** 50% General American English 25% Yankee 10% Upper Midwestern 5% Dixie 5% Midwestern What Kind of American English Do You Speak? http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofamericanenglishdoyouspeakquiz/

Der Ring! Der Ring! My Preciousssss..........

Poster_Boy — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 22:58:33 GMT

Well it's finally happened. The Four Seasons Opera House has opened in Toronto and is celebrating with it's preformance of 'The Ring of the Leberlungen.' Previous attempts at performing this Opera in the Hummingbird Centre were acoustically unsuccessful, and had to be cancelled after two performances. The opera is being directed by the famous Canadian film director, Atom Egoyan. For those that are interested in Opera, there is a contest on the CBC Radio website http://www.cbc.ca/thering/index.html First prise is a return flight for two to Toronto from any city in North America to see the Opera, as well as six night accomodation in a hotel. More fun if you don't live in Toronto, I think. If you aren't a big fan of opera, there are various amusing 'remixes' of Wagner's famous 'ride of the Valkyries', including a rap-music version. http://www.cbc.ca/thering/remix.html The answering machine messages are pretty funny too... "Hi. I'm Siegfried the Dwarf. I can't come to the phone right now, as I am trying to get the Rheingold from the Rhienmaidens. Please leave your name at the end of the beep, and I will get back to you as soon as I can.BEEEEP!" "Hi. I'm Brunehilda. I can't come to the phone right now, as I am sleeping within an enchanted fire. Please leave your name at the end of the beep, and I will return your call when I come out of my coma. BEEEEEEEP!"

ULTA- PULTA (Please read this)

Poster_Boy — Sat, 29 Jul 2006 18:34:46 GMT

I got this from 'Bombay guide's blog. I have reposted it into my own blog. ULTA - PULTA ( READ THIS ) i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was >rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a >rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr >the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the >frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. > >The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a >pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter >by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas >tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs rpsoet it. > >ONLY REPOST IF YOU CAN READ THIS add up your name in this blog if you can ...... oh and you have to be honest !

Picture comment Game

Poster_Boy — Sun, 02 Jul 2006 03:58:58 GMT

Alice has a new game, and some new (de) pictures on her site. This is the Picture Comment Game. Since you've opened this bulletin, you must do the following things: 1. Go to the profile of the person who posted this bulletin. 2. Pick your favorite picture and comment on it. 3. Repost this bulletin and see how many comments you get. 4. The person who posted this will comment you back. 5. Repost this as ''The Picture Comment Game'' This picture shows her with her clothes on, but it is still one of my favorites. http://people.tribe.net/alicewho/photos/54f09710-d3fd-40e2-841c-1ee8f0b410e5 I like it because it shows her radiantly beautiful, happy face smiling next to a metal monkey...which is my Chinese Astrology sign. I am not a metal monkey...I am actually a Earth monkey...but it's close enough. It's as though I was the picture with her. It was a close call between this picture, and the one with the smiling kitten. The smiling kitten makes me laugh.

The Cube, the Ladder, and the Horse.

Poster_Boy — Sun, 25 Jun 2006 19:38:45 GMT

I found this interesting excercise posted on various Tribes...such as 'existentialism' and 'Ask a sexy woman anything'. For the first Part of the excercise, you must imagine a cube in an environment. Then, imagine a horse sharing the same environment with the cube. In addition to the horse and the Cube, you should also imagine a ladder within that environment. Visualize these things as clearly as you can. Try to picture and imagine the details of the three objects in your environment. What do they look like? What are they made of? What is their relationship to one another, if any? Visualize also the details of the environment, as clearly as you can. Where is it? Are there any features within the environment? What is the weather like, if any? Before you read anymore of the post, close your eyes and visualize these things as clearly as you can. Write them down. =================================================================================================== ~~**>>Section Two<<**~~ =================================================================================================== Now that you have envisioned these things and written them down, you should learn what these things represent: THE CUBE: This represents you, or at least..the way that you envision yourself. THE HORSE: Represents your love life. THE LADDER: Represents your friends. I will show you mine. Others should feel free to interpret what these might mean, in Jungian/ Freudian dream symbology language. I envisioned my cube as about 12'x12'x12'...and on a slight hill, yet partially sunken into the ground about two feet. The cube sits in a depression, as though it were an asteriod in a crater. The cube is made of a black, brittle iron...which glows red slightly in the middle from intense heat. The cube is solid iron. The Horse is somewhat like a Unicorn without a horn, white with a long-haired curly mane and a goat like beard. The horse bears it's yellowish teeth. It stands with three feet on the ground and one hoof raised. It is frozen, like a statue. Not alive. The horse looks away from the cube. The horse stands to the extreme left as I approach the cube. The ladder is made of solid oak. It extends into a break in the clouds like Jacob's ladder. It seems suspended in the air, but perfectly solid and ascendable. The ladder is also to the left of the cube, between the cube and the horse. Since I first envisioned this in a desert, that has not really changed...except that there are more sand dunes and small hills, and that the environment seems rocky and barren. It is more like a wasteland than a desert. There are broken toys, cups, tools, and artifacts scattered \ about the landscape, slowly being covered in sand. It seems like a post-apocalyptic environment. The atmosphere is slightly radioactive. I am also a scorpio. My chinese sign is the Earth Monkey.

Blog excerpt from Trudy's Blog- The Sixties-

Poster_Boy — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 20:57:59 GMT

I hope that Trudy doesn't mind me doing this, and consider it an invasion of privacy. I apologize in advance if she does. However, I thought that it was funny and something that I should share... trudy offline 2 Thu, June 22, 2006 - 11:17 AM ha. funny you should say that, for bonnaroo is not all that unlike captain kangaroo or summer camp... on acid, though something tells me the captain had his fair share. James Quinn online 32 Fri, June 23, 2006 - 1:52 PM The sixties Well it was the sixties, wasn't it? A little known fact is that Dennis Hopper was the original Captain Kangaroo, but was so high on acid at the time that he forgot he was acting...and thought he was Captain Kangaroo. He got the Captain Kangaroo show confused with 'Apocalypse now', and thought that the "Captain' in his name signified a military rank. He was finally dragged off the show when he wanted Mr. Greenjeans shot for insuboridation...when he refused to rush to attack 'Rusty the Rooster'. Apparently, Dennis Hopper thought that all the hand puppets were 'Charlie' or "Viet Kong."

Rotator cuff muscle injury

Poster_Boy — Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:28:34 GMT

I just felt that I should say... I suffered a rotator cuff muscle injury a few days ago. It was juring a jiu jitsu class...I tried to prevent someone from flipping me by putting my right arm out....and well, heh heh..that is what I did. I heard a kind of 'pop', then my arm felt kind of weak and sore. I have it in a cast now. I am not supposed to do anything strenuous.

Carl Webb's words

Poster_Boy — Thu, 22 Jun 2006 07:11:34 GMT

Your opinions. Wed, June 21, 2006 - 6:37 PM Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me - it can only be one word long - then copy and paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you. Wed, June 21, 2006 - 6:37 PM - permalink - 3 Comments 3 Comments

More pictures added

Poster_Boy — Sun, 18 Jun 2006 01:23:52 GMT

More pictures have been added to my galley, including a old picture of myself in a suit.

One word--Captain Merrick

Poster_Boy — Sat, 17 Jun 2006 23:49:03 GMT

one word Fri, June 16, 2006 - 1:21 PM ... this is the new one folks...leave a one word comment that you feel best describes me,it can only be one word!! Then copy and paste this to your blog so others can leave something for you.

Ten Jobs that I've had...and how they turned out

Poster_Boy — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 03:32:01 GMT

These are all true. I don't know how to verfiy them. 1. Part-time Infantry (Boy Scouts with guns) in the Canadian Military, Scottish Regiment (We wore kilts, and the only thing we wore beneath them were socks and boots.) At one point during our excercise, we were told that blanks for our rifles weren't in the military budget, so we were to point our rifles towards the target and say 'Bang Bang Bang'! We had the option of saying 'Budget cut, budget cut, budget cut!' 2. Funeral Director Apprentice: Maybe I should have stuck with this job. I was to do a two-week internship as part of the requirement for the college Funeral Director course. Basically all I did was sweep and clean up in the hot summer sun, vaccum, wash cars and so forth. I did get to see the inner workings of a funeral home, such as the way that 'clients' are treated by the mortician (who drains the blood, inserting the formaldehyde), and went on a few 'removals' from the city morgue. Human corpses are really, really heavy to move. 3. Hazardous Chemical Waste Disposal: Shoveling toxic compounds into barrels to ship to the United States...because their disposal laws weren't as stringent as they were in Canada. One part I remember is spending fifteen hours on a job shovelling nitric acid sludge into buckets while wearing rubber suits and masks. Eventually we found out that it was coming from Lake Ontario. 4. Security Guard at a Rendering Plant: This is where they recycle animal by-products from slaughterhouses. Not only did we have to patrol the grounds, but we had to weigh the eighteen-wheeler trucks as they came in full of blood, rancid fat, bone, hair, marrow, and assorted waste from slaughterhouses. The company (illegally) hired security guards to work the scales and weigh the trucks because security guards make $8.00 and hour, and 'Scale men' make $15.00/hr. After I got fired from that job for asking a truck to drive back onto the scale, I was 'busted' for jaywalking by an overzealous 'off-duty' policeman in a three piece suit. 5. Rickshaw Runner: I did this job in Downtown Toronto. I risked my life not only through exposure to automotive fumes, but also to irate customers as well as the psychopathic con-artists that I had to work with. I got to know the city of Toronto very well though. 6. Stockboy at Zellers: Nothing too adventurous. I had to bring stock from the back, as well as clean up the inevitable vomit that was a result of the food poisoning from the 'tasty treats' in the cafteria. Cleaning the bathrooms was also a special treat. I heard about one guy who took three hour lunch breaks, and eventually got fired when they found out he was throwing merchandise like electronics, video games, etc into the garbage every night before he closed...then 'taking the garbage out' and selling the merchandise of giving it to his buddies. 7. Security Guard at an Apartment complex: This was pretty nasty. My supervisor was some sort of Cop-wanna-be who screamed at me every night after my shift was over. I was afraid to quit because jobs were hard to come by at that time. I remember once chasing a group of Jehovah's Witnesses who had broken into the apartment with a screwdriver so that they could go door to door and preach their beliefs to the apartment complex residents. I received a complaint about them when they told a six year old Moslem boy that he was going to hell, and made him cry. I ran after this group of Jehovah's Witnesses for thirteen floors, chasing them out of the basement door they had broken into. 8. Poll clerk/ Enumerator: Elections were usually a good way to get a fairly cushy short-term job as an Enumerator...putting people's names on the lists of eligible voters. One of the people I worked with was also a Kindergarten teacher. He seemed very impressed with his newfound position and authority as an enumerator, approaching people as though he had a badge. "I work for the Government, ma'am. STOP! Enumerator!" 9. Recycling worker: For at least three summers I worked in a hot (not air conditioned) factory separating magazines from newspapers as they passed by on a conveyor belt. The newspapers contained numerous earwigs, which do bite (pinch). I would do this for about eight hours a day, five days a week, for ten dollars an hour. One of the side benefits was that we could keep the magazines and books that we pulled out of the recycling. I pulled out stacks and stacks of pornographic magazine, much to the amusement of my fellow workers. However, when I sold these magazines at a used bookstore, I found out that I could make more money selling the used pornographic magazines than I did working at the Factory. The administrators of the factory found this out, and we were told to stop. 10. Rocketship building crew: This was for Canada's entry into the Ansari X-Prize contest, called the DaVinci project. (http://www.davinciproject.com). It was sponsored by Golden Palace.com, the same people that paid someone a million dollars to jump into the olympic swimming pool while wearing a ballerina's tutu. The idea for the rocketship was to have it towed to the edge of the atmosphere by a balloon, and the rocket would launch from there. I was on the team that was building the balloon. I ended up renting a room in my apartment to one of the people I met on the project. Once he became my 'roomie', he tried to brainwash me into a strange cult, along with his girlfriend. When I eventually kicked them both out, he tried to attack me before the Police arrived. Once the police arrived, he tried to tell the Police that I had beaten him and his girlfriend with sticks. The police didn't beleive the story. He went ahead and told the story to a Justice of the Peace, and layed private criminal charges against me.