Who can I tell? My Wife is Poisoning me.  

    There isn’t really anyone who you can call regular or normal, for the most part. So, when you’re a guy like me, you tend to find it rare that you get along and have a lot of the same interests and ideas as another. Basically, when you’re like me, it is rare to find someone who you really feel like you can be yourself around, without holding back. Everyone out there can relate to that! For me, there have only been a small handful of those people, in my life.

This is just the tip of the iceberg… on to my main thought.

    I remember seeing a show about a girl, who’s mother was poisoning her food. The girl became sick and no one knew why. The little girl suspected that her mother had been poisoning her.

    Today I was thinking on this. Who would I tell: I think my wife is poisoning me. You would have to tell someone who would trust you. That person would have to trust you so much that they would not think you were crazy. Even if they thought you were crazy, they would still trust you enough to help you.

     If When my wife starts poisoning me, the only person I could actually bring myself to share my suspicions with is my wife. I suspect she will tell the truth.

August 23, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Dreams, General, Nature

People that I do not know  

These are photos I found. Old ones. Copied some files to the iPod I found in a snowbank a few years ago and did an `rm -r *` on the wrong hard drive. Some of these crazy photos with the photo all chopped up are a result of I/O errors from copying to my iPod. Some of them took on a whole new feel.

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July 10, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, Technology

Many Ear Rumbling Teravibes  

    Sanctuary pudding. Tango fortresses fortify my clandestine sanctuary. Fortification saves your cigars from gravy. Yeah. You save it from warm liquids which quickly cool. Camel back spiders. Camel spiders quench. Numb your limb and eat it. I am telling you. Numb your limb and eat it. Get me my Smith Corona so I can type a real thing without being becoming zronpurux. A meticulous lobotomy is what they will give me after a typing of any lengthy proportion.

    I know Robins of sons exist. I know Ashes of Von exist. I know Norra of Anders exist. I know Raveling of Ravels exist. I know Cases of Torms. I know something about opening windows and doors. There is a will among Wilks. I also know how to move quietly, creep across creepy wood floors. I’d like to know the first among us. Is there one? Is there a Primus? Crap. There is a lot of insanity within a few socketoweea songs! BOOM! There was a bomb (home made) that went off in the distance. Don’t worry, you will not die. It has ended. Just one reminder. Listen to that Miscellaneous Debris or you will never experience vibrations that can occur within one half hour.

Don’t Die!

P.S. Thank You, Avon

February 24, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, Music

Give me a Morphsuit  

    One thing I would really like and need is a Morphsuit. Ever since I knew how green-screening worked, I have wanted one for using with green-screens and as part of my wardrobe.

    It seems like everyone wants to get out on a trip. The other day, I was with a big car group. There were three families in the car, besides me. They had all moved out of the state to nice warm places and moved back! The women all talked about how crazy they were for doing it. Then everyone turned their focus on me and called me crazy for never leaving. They said I’m young and full of vigor, that I should have moved somewhere warm since I could. They told me they were happy to have Rach and me in the Hall, despite the fact that we were crazy for staying in this frigid state.

    There is one less suit I can wear to meetings until I sew the button back on the pants. I sat down and it shot off inside my jacket like a bouncy ball in a box. What shock! One thing that has been getting me out and exercising is Geocaching. It involves GPS and hidden "treaure." Well, it is moreso the thrill of the hunt. It is like a worldwide hide and seek game where you hide containers with nearly worthless loot in them. It is a good way to get out and explore places you might not otherwise go. I have gone for a few hikes this winter to Geocache. At the begnining of the winter I went out into the middle of a lake and started a fire. It was great.

    In the picture on the left (click to enlarge) I was the only one who had been out there since it snowed. There were no tracks on the lake or trail when I went out. After assessing the lake, I determined where the center of the lake was, the best I could. There was a wealth of dry wood around, so I dragged out as much as I could and burned it all, had some coffee and a sandwich. Then after a while had some brandy. There must be some way of convincing Rach to join me on these types of expeditions.

    If anyone is up for winter camping let me know. KC and I are definitely going to give it a shot sometime soon it will be fun. We will fish, eat, have a fire, maybe have a few drinks and camp out like the olden days… except we will have high quality synthetic materials to keep us warm and probably use a lighter to start the fire… drive to the location in a heated car and sleep in the frozen woods for no reason but to have fun.

February 12, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature, Technology

Present and Past, Plogshoff and Pargosh  

    Been Geocaching Lately. That is some fun stuff. You have probably been feet away from one several times. People hide things in the most obscure places, yet right in the normal walking path of hundreds of people. I have been by several and now that I know of them I got the GPS coordinates and opened them!

    Wow, Tool really has some beautiful music. The Tool String Tribute album I have is amazing. I have not listened to the actual band in some time though.

UN-IMPORTANT MEMORIES THAT HAVE RECENTLY FLASHED

• Typing with I Seek You (ICQ) with friends.
• Seeing Tool, live, twice! Couple of the greatest shows ever.
• Seeing Primus, Colonel Claypools Bucket of Bernie Brains, two separate occasions. Awesome! Phantasm!
• Climbing very high towers, just for the view.

    On a more serious note, there is news to declare! It is probably best that you read it for yourself. Since these things disappear from the internet, I have copied the article. You may read it below:

The City of Solana Beach emergency crews were called to respond to a possible shark attack at approximately 7 a.m. this morning. Both Fire and Lifeguard Rescue Services arrived at Tide Park to assist a 66-year-old male victim, Dr. David Martin, who was pulled from the surf by fellow swimmers and transported to Fletcher Cove Park Lifeguard station for emergency treatment…

Could this be, yet another, result of the terror that the Terrible Women of South America have brought upon us?

January 16, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Dreams, General, Music, Nature, Technology

Eye Lookers Get Stuff in em!  

    These are several pictures that I have been planning on posting.

    Some of these pictures were a pixilated in certain spots because we were in the middle of a big city and had to carry protection. Just want to make sure it didn’t offend anyone that came across this baby.

    We cannot be blamed for what we do when under the influence of Aphex Twin!

December 17, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature

Lengends of Mythos and Fantasy Wonderment  

    Oderus Urungus and Beefcake are soOOooo funny!

    Last night I had a dream that Rach said,”Let’s go to Munich for our Anniversary.” Then we were there. We were in this Costal city that I always go to in my dreams. There is this awesome parking ramp right over the water but a lot of times it gets flooded and you cannot get your car out. I learned long ago not to park there. It was fun because I knew where we were going until we decided to go somewhere further then I have ever gone. We got lost but eventually found our way back.

    Watched Vikings vs. Packers… sort of. Mainly I watched Joan Rivers, Jerry Springer, Fox News and MTV News (from the 90′s) excerpts. Quite fun!

    Also, Opera X is out but I really miss Opera IX. Teensie growl. Just found out that Opera (browser) has implemented in-line spell checking! OPERA ROCKS-AH!

    My next post shall contain some photos-ah!

October 05, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Dreams, General, Music

Concurrent Versions of the Brain  

    First Walleye in my HANDS! Ate them. My first one was 10 inches long… I snagged it! Ooops! That’s illegal! DNR man not happy.
    Bigger fish yield well. Walleye look like little sea monsters who want to desicrate your throat. They have the teensiest of fangs and eyes but no eye sockets! Yocka bo-zocka! They are almost big enough to cuddle but that would be like trying to cuddle a big bar of Sandle-wood soap. They are slippy dippy.

    At work last weekend I got a call to help a customer at the customer service desk (the “boat house”). It was very bothering because I was trying to get work done so I could get some things listed on eBay and GunBroker. When I got out to the boat house, no one was there. Then I heard someone say my name in an A.D.H.D. sort of way. It was my uncle! The last time I saw him was… way to long ago. It was great because I had been thinking of him for quite some time. His father-in-law was with him. He invited me to go fishing with him. We went… and his father-in-law, a pretty old dark horse type, had chart-plotter (GPS for boats) units all over the place on his fishing boat. He had an Aqua-Vu (under water camera system) and high tech depth/fish finder. It was very cool to see. After that experience I found out how worthless fishfinders are. The chart-plotter came in handy though. You can see the structure of the lake and find your way back in the dark! It was an experience.
    It turned out to be a great night. The moon was out and the stars are amazing up here. You can see the haze of the Milky Way like a haze of fog drifting in the air. Plus I experienced an awesome time fishing with my uncle. I told him to come up for ice fishing this winter. He sounded excited about it. Hopefully he will be able to and I will get to write about another memorable experience with him.

Snag

To hook a fish externally that has not tried to bite on your lure/bait.

    Rach is not home tonight so I make fish and wild rice food for me. She no like wild rice. Music for tonight is George Harrison….. what… I think the song that just started has a mantre in it because I think there was a lyric in there about Herr Krushna… hmmm. Pretty sure he’s at least singing about the Herr Krushna. This dude rocks some dackle saddle crops. Vinyl is good sound. Mars Volta sounds great on vinyl toozies.

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    Just through in a Jefferson Airplane album. Tonight I decided to listen to some old records I picked up when I was experimenting with music. Just listened to a little Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young but wasn’t in the mood. I used to listen to them a lot when I was nineteen. Jefferson Airplane is sleep enducingly boring but good for background noise.

Notes to self for future wonderment:

• Words stuck in my head for years:
  • Karate Chop Massacre (From that night of long jambles and cackle blathers to Shannon and David)
  • Screemin’ Urithras (Dave Anderson.. thanks. It is a funny image in the head)
  • Poop Horse (One day it pooped popped into my head)
  • Watch out for Slim Pete! (Mulch beneath the feet in Avon at Blue Grass Festival. Chubby boy exits bus.)
  • Bogdoxy (Ry Wilks… thanks, James-ah Joyce-ah rock-sah!)
• A rodent in the wall makes your wife want to bawl.
• Missesseses Robinson-ah! Woah, woah, woah… you just put in Simon and Garfungckle (Thank Rach… wouldn’t have experienced, if it weren’t for you)
• Joe Demajio – did you play baseball?
• Percy was a scavanger little lich when he turned up in the gutter but we love him today. He thinks I saved him because I slept with him when he was a kitten and he cried and almost cut open my eye-lid. I guess I didn’t really sleep. Rachel also saved him. I thought he might have rabbies and said we should leave him in the gutter. How could I!? (¡Gracias RaeRav!)
• Jeff Abbott where are you and your wife. Maybe I will be that guy on your couch that you make breakfast for. You won’t recognize me because I will have a beard. Don’t worry that will be okay then. Remember when we watched the lunar eclipse. Beautiful!
• Pink Floyd, driving the overnight, watching her sleep. First time I saw a Beautiful girl! Haven’t stopped since then.
• Get yourself a ribon for your Smith-Corona.
  • Remember where you found that?! At the Palisades sitting in the lobby of the 550. Rock! Got a free Smith-Corona.
• Float. Fly. Liquid air. Breath under water. Phantasm.
• Remember when your body got warm. Feels like you could lie on needles and be comfortable? The climbing vines with blooming and de-blooming flowers. The amazement and wonder at seeing the earthquake christmas lights.
• Neu Ulm. Mein Frau und Mich das Radio spielte. Deutsch essen war gut.

October 01, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature, Technology

Scalding Hydrocephalus and Other Membrainzah  

    Sinking chins and finny things. Actually… my friend, Actually, is a funny gunzopo. Tan Dog and the Tam Cat come to visit us soon with sail-boat in queue as well as other sea fairing vesels. Dreams of nubs in place of apendage lanks are very good. Discomfortable conversation and atmosphation are always right up my alley… if its not there a wrench in someones’ brains are always something that will get us there.

    Dreamed last night I was stuck in the mall… the mall that always is in my brain. Things I destroy or build are always that way next time I visit. Sometimes others who must visit my dreams while I am not there destroy them! Who are you! If you keep spray painting my favorite store I will catch you and jail you in my least favorite store! It sucks there!

Good night.

August 10, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General

A Special Time Piece  

    This is a dream. The logic will likely be a little messed up and obviously holes in the progression of the story are noticable.

    T and I were on the road, somewhere in North Dakota. The reason for our journey was a mystery to me. The conversation was as non-existant as the landscape. We drove for some time silently before comming upon a little shop which I pointed to, signaling that I wanted to stop there. The place had four foggy looking people painted accross the whole front side of the building. They were all standing side by side.

    We entered the shop and looked around a little. A black watch caught my eye. It was a metal watch with white accents. It was under a glass case so I asked the shop keeper if I could try it on. He opened the case from behind the counter and handed me the watch. It was a perfect fit. The three dollar tag did not seem right. “Is this really three dollars, sir?” I asked. The shop keeper confirmed the price and said,”This is a time piece though.” I told him with a smile on my face,”Of course it is. It’s a watch.” His face was calm and serious as he said,”This watch can be very dangerous. You can use it to go back in time.”

    The watch looked good enough to me, I did not care that it was some novelty watch. It felt very well built. Very sturdy and heavy. Only a few minutes after pulling out of the parking lot T and I were back on the road. It was then when I noticed a dial that seemed to be a count down timer. I rolled it to two minutes.

    T and I were pulling out of the parking lot again. I must have nodded off when I got in the car and dreamed that we were on the road. I rolled the dial again to see if it would do anything. A few moments after giving up on the dial I found myself sitting by my brother on a beach. “What are you doing here!? I thought you were with mom and dad, shopping.” he told me with a puzzled look. “Brother,” I told him,”you will not believe this! This watch makes me go back in time!” He did not believe me. So I told him to tell me something I wouldn’t know and that I’d go back a few minutes and tell him about the watch again and the secret he told me.

    After spinning the dial once again I became worried about the delay. Fear came into me. I worried that the watch had been broken. My heart began beating very fast as adrenaline flooded my veins. Everything went black and I was back a few minutes again. Unsure if I had gone back in time and overlapped my other body I looked down uncomfortably at my lower half.

    I told my brother the secret he told me and that I was from the future. “You better get back before it gets too late.” he said. A panic poured over me. The dial only went to twenty minutes. I must have been years away from my own time. Once I spun the dial to twenty I waited a few minutes for my body to shift through time once again. There was black once again.

May 13, 2008 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Dreams