The night before Thanksgiving I got to pour out my heart a bit through song. The lyrics are currently (and indefinitely; I’m thinking foreverly) my mindset. And it happens to be the Suicide Lounge’s “theme song”. Works out nicely, eh?

Should I be scared?

I mean… honestly.

WTF??

Is there a purpose for this thing?

41: The death of democracy is not likely to be an assassination from ambush. It will be a slow extinction from apathy, indifference, and undernourishment.

Robert M. Hutchins

Here name is Naomi Wolf. She’s written some books. Most recently, this one.

If you don’t have time for that… try her appearance on the Colbert Report.

Another long one…

“Watch list” anyone? I was a little shocked to find out some of the people that have been put on this list…

And she has respect for Ron Paul.

T-shirt featured as the image for this blog can be found here.

It must go.

I’m talking about the Chatterbox.

You see… I already have blog commenting enabled, so people can comment there.

I also have Twitter. (And, btw, you people really need to get hip and Twitter along with me. Geez.)

Not to mention on going Tribe, Myspace, and Facebook profiles. (I hate them all, but they serve a purpose.)

Why do I need ANOTHER place for people to natter at me?

And it’s not even ‘connected’… really.

So, yeah, the Flooble Chatterbox is going. It’s time is done. Goodbye, Flooble Chatterbox. You were a nice friend.

SO… all you people who’ve just been typing there… Time to dive into real blog post comments OR Twittery. These are your options.

So let it be written, so let it be done.

Check out the 1927 seal on the envelope. They had them back then, even.
And a one cent stamp to mail it! The post mark is Christmas Eve. Check out the address. Just the recipient’s name, and the town. I also had to add in a scan of the interior of the envelope. Pretty, no?

A MERRY CHRISTMAS

A bit of fog and Yuletide log
to drive the mists away,
With a happy throng to swell the song,
Here’s a bumper to Christmas day.

Christmas greetings! Reta Kimball

So, yeah, it’s that season. You’ll see more of these the next few weeks, and we’ll return to mushy heart-infested stuff after the new year. K?

Offer valid for a limited time only. I’m not draggin’ this nonsense on throughout the month.

Today, a meme.

It works thus: Turn to page 161 of whatever book you are currently reading. What is the 6th sentence on the page?

Oo! I wanna play! Except… I tend to read several books simultaneously. (Because I can’t remain focused on any one for an extended period unless it’s really short, or exceptionally compelling.) So. Here are quotes from a number of books I’m working my way through. (And have been for some time, because I so frequently and easily get distracted, even though I find them all fascinating.)

Page 161, sentence 6.

“If, on the otherhand, they are just different regions of a single universe, the laws of science would have to be the same in each region, because otherwise one could not move continuously from one region to another.”

-Stephen Hawking, A Brief History of Time

“Later on he would remember that night, and other things from the next days and nights.”

Ursula K. Leguin, “Old Music and the Slave Women”, in The Birthday of the World and Other Stories

“We’ll simply write and tell him how the real proof should run.”

Albert Einstein – from “Einstein, His Life and Universe” by Walter Isaacson

“You actually want to be sick, want to die, and you begin to give up.”

The Sanity We Are Born With, A Buddhist Approach to Psychology by Chogyam Trungpa

“Know how to make use of stupidity: The wisest man plays this card at times.”

The 48 Laws of Power -Robert Greene

“Therefore to prove that the Flying Spaghetti Monster exists, we must prove that: FSM <> 0″

James Hofer, Mathematical Proof of the FSM, The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster by Bobby Henderson

—-And I read this one a long while ago, but wanted to see what it would say:

“Pubescent sweetheart!”

Lolita -Vladimir Nabokov
(Funny, no? It rather sums up the theme of the book, if you have even a general idea of what it’s about.)

Ok, fooled you again.

Another seasonal greeting that is NOT a valentine.

Thanksgiving Joys

For nuts and pears and apples,
For everything we need,
For pumpkin pie and turkey,
We give Thee thanks indeed.

Happy Turkey Day Season. Thingy.

… ya turkeys.

Ain’t a turkey, eh.

Your Power Bird is an Eagle

You are spiritual and able to soar to great heights. You are a true inspiration, and many people look to you for guidance. And you are quite demanding in relationships… but you’re worth it. People know that you will become even greater than you imagine.