Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Ghost hunting at Fort Howard Maryland Photographs
We found no ghosts, but now we have photographs of a pleasant time!
Saturday, November 24, 2007
What is myspace.com/widgets/download.php?
Someone, or somebodies visits my Chexed.com plenty often from "http://cp.myspace.com/widgets/download.php"
Apparently it has something to do with a SpringWidget application that I use. Perhaps MySpace tracks SpringWidget user activity. Well, they track everything though, so that's no surprise... You can tell that by the URL changing they do, and blocking of URLs.
Apparently it has something to do with a SpringWidget application that I use. Perhaps MySpace tracks SpringWidget user activity. Well, they track everything though, so that's no surprise... You can tell that by the URL changing they do, and blocking of URLs.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Quit Smoking
I quit smoking yesterday which I think is good for many reasons, including today (the day after, making one complete day in a few hours) my daughters first birthday. It's also Thanksgiving. Hypocritical thanks giving. Some of my people were slaughtered by these Americans and they give "thanks" lol. My other people may have been slaves. No, I'm not black... Too many black people suck up all the credit for slavery. You know what, I'm white and my ancestors were slaves too! SUCK ON THAT! Am I going to ask you to make me some corn bread to pay reprimands? NO, I'LL MAKE MY OWN CORN BREAD THANKS ECONOMY LEECH. You can have some though, I don't mind sharing, but not because I feel like I OWE it to you.
Well, now because I've quit smoking, all things I do - at least for the next 3 months are completely excusable, understandable, and completely necessary. At least, that's how people act when they quit smoking - they're excuse is "I QUIT SMOKING I'M UNDER STRESS, I CAN'T HELP THAT I'M ANGRY." Those are weak people. Those are people who's real problem is they're still in their baby stage where they think their anger, screaming and temper tantrum is going to get them what they want without saying anything to anyone. If that's not the truth, than WHAT PURPOSE DOES IT SERVE TO YELL AT SOMEONE BESIDES GETTING THE POINT ACROSS, well, it serves the purpose of making the yeller miserable by wasting energy. Don't quit smoking and replace one self destructive habit with another - constant anger. If you can't control your happiness and only smoking can, then don't quit smoking. Depression will kill you a lot faster and you'll be less happy while you're croaking.
On the topic of giving substances credit for our actions overly: I think that's why MOST Americans who drink like drinking so much. Your subconscious: "Whatever I do, I can blame it on the beer. I'm more free this way. I can have 'fun.'" Americans and I'm sure people in other countries as well find things much more forgivable if someone is drunk. "OMG, I ran down the street naked?!" - "Yeah, man! You were so drunk!" or "I can't believe you said that to me last night" - "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I was drunk... You know I get stupid when I drink..." - "Yeah but... Don't drink so much ok?" - "Ok, I love you" - "I love you too"
If you ever want to say anything to anyone and you're not sure how it's going to go. Get a little wasted then pretend to be really drunk and tell that person what you want them to hear, odds are if it doesn't go your way, you can rest assured you can do a little premeditated begging and pleading with the pressure being taken off you and diverted towards the alcohol. "I'm so sorry I didn't even realize I was doing that, why would I say that I don't want that, I hate beer, I'll never drink beer again!" Eventually, you'll be forgiven if you start drinking again too. "I'm not going to drink like I did before"
I've said all of this to inspire change, not so you'll actually do what I'm telling you to do here. If you do want to do what I've told you to do here, seek help outside of the bottle. Or wait, you can't because not only does the bottle give you an excuse for the things you do while you're drunk, it gives you an excuse for the things you do while you're not, so "I can't quit drinking or talk about it, how will I continue to get my feelings and expressions out in life?" Well, you'll continue getting your expressions out, you'll just remember it better. If you think your life is so worthless it's not worth remembering. Go donate your life to a monastery. There's plenty to choose from - Catholic, Christian, Buddhist, and more. What's best, is while you're there, you'll learn or re-learn what's really important in life, and you'll see how much better you are than you thought you were, I GUARANTEE THAT.
Well, now because I've quit smoking, all things I do - at least for the next 3 months are completely excusable, understandable, and completely necessary. At least, that's how people act when they quit smoking - they're excuse is "I QUIT SMOKING I'M UNDER STRESS, I CAN'T HELP THAT I'M ANGRY." Those are weak people. Those are people who's real problem is they're still in their baby stage where they think their anger, screaming and temper tantrum is going to get them what they want without saying anything to anyone. If that's not the truth, than WHAT PURPOSE DOES IT SERVE TO YELL AT SOMEONE BESIDES GETTING THE POINT ACROSS, well, it serves the purpose of making the yeller miserable by wasting energy. Don't quit smoking and replace one self destructive habit with another - constant anger. If you can't control your happiness and only smoking can, then don't quit smoking. Depression will kill you a lot faster and you'll be less happy while you're croaking.
On the topic of giving substances credit for our actions overly: I think that's why MOST Americans who drink like drinking so much. Your subconscious: "Whatever I do, I can blame it on the beer. I'm more free this way. I can have 'fun.'" Americans and I'm sure people in other countries as well find things much more forgivable if someone is drunk. "OMG, I ran down the street naked?!" - "Yeah, man! You were so drunk!" or "I can't believe you said that to me last night" - "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I was drunk... You know I get stupid when I drink..." - "Yeah but... Don't drink so much ok?" - "Ok, I love you" - "I love you too"
If you ever want to say anything to anyone and you're not sure how it's going to go. Get a little wasted then pretend to be really drunk and tell that person what you want them to hear, odds are if it doesn't go your way, you can rest assured you can do a little premeditated begging and pleading with the pressure being taken off you and diverted towards the alcohol. "I'm so sorry I didn't even realize I was doing that, why would I say that I don't want that, I hate beer, I'll never drink beer again!" Eventually, you'll be forgiven if you start drinking again too. "I'm not going to drink like I did before"
I've said all of this to inspire change, not so you'll actually do what I'm telling you to do here. If you do want to do what I've told you to do here, seek help outside of the bottle. Or wait, you can't because not only does the bottle give you an excuse for the things you do while you're drunk, it gives you an excuse for the things you do while you're not, so "I can't quit drinking or talk about it, how will I continue to get my feelings and expressions out in life?" Well, you'll continue getting your expressions out, you'll just remember it better. If you think your life is so worthless it's not worth remembering. Go donate your life to a monastery. There's plenty to choose from - Catholic, Christian, Buddhist, and more. What's best, is while you're there, you'll learn or re-learn what's really important in life, and you'll see how much better you are than you thought you were, I GUARANTEE THAT.
HAPPY THANKS GIVING MURDERS!
No, seriously, have a bloody fantastic day.
No, seriously, have a bloody fantastic day.
Changing Tone
The tone of this blog is changing, just wanted to give you a heads up. You may hate me now, but know that I still love you. I'm just providing a different education through an altered method of education. Education through sarcasm, angst, wit, cynicism, and still the occasional shining light of optimism. Prepare yourself.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Two of my favorite blogs that aren't mine
I have MILLIONS of blogs, ok, well like 3-10 and they're my MOST favorite. But I like other peoples blogs too. For instance, two that I frequent regularly are Swollen Pickles and Save Your Generation (Hilary The Guy).
They're both funny. Save your generation is satirical funny and hateful (just joking... mostly), while Swollen Pickles is more of a different type of funny, which I also enjoy... And you can also find some tips for blogging and making some cold hard digital cash that translates into real money for your bank.
If you own either of these sites, send me a freaking picture for your site so I can post it here! Send it to the following:
CHEXED [ AT ] CHEXED [ DIZOT ] COM
The dizot is gangster term for "dot."
They're both funny. Save your generation is satirical funny and hateful (just joking... mostly), while Swollen Pickles is more of a different type of funny, which I also enjoy... And you can also find some tips for blogging and making some cold hard digital cash that translates into real money for your bank.
If you own either of these sites, send me a freaking picture for your site so I can post it here! Send it to the following:
CHEXED [ AT ] CHEXED [ DIZOT ] COM
The dizot is gangster term for "dot."
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
666 Blog Reactions Six Hundred and Sixty Six
(edit: I changed the site layout a bit for your future ease of navigation!)
It's not very often that I login to Technorati.com, since practically no one ever visits my sites from there and there's no social stuff to really keep me there. On occasion, I do check the fire though... And today when I checked there were 666 blog reactions to my Chexed.com. This blog will probably put it up to 667, so I saved the image to show you!
In case it's still active, or you would just like to check out Chexed.com on technorati, you can.
I'm scared... Hehehe... Just kidding... I pray.
It's not very often that I login to Technorati.com, since practically no one ever visits my sites from there and there's no social stuff to really keep me there. On occasion, I do check the fire though... And today when I checked there were 666 blog reactions to my Chexed.com. This blog will probably put it up to 667, so I saved the image to show you!
In case it's still active, or you would just like to check out Chexed.com on technorati, you can.
I'm scared... Hehehe... Just kidding... I pray.
Monday, November 05, 2007
A Realization Today
Today I realized something.
Not only have I mentally choreographed nearly every physical step I've taken in the past few years, but I often think a few sentences ahead in every conversation, predicting others actions and reactions and having the sentence or statement to say next... Pre-planned, like chess, but with the goal to have every conversation to contain enlightenment for as many parties as possible (including myself) in both present and future tenses, and to have a beyond peaceful end... blissful, promoting peace in future conversations as well. It drains me... I still try. Sometimes I want silence. Sometimes I want simplicity... There may be nothing more complex than language... No wonder conversing with the strategy of chess (planning out multiple scenarios) for a goal of peace is so hard...
For the past (guesstimation of) 2 hours, most if not all of my breathing has been conscious. Sleep forgives my recognition of breath.
Not only have I mentally choreographed nearly every physical step I've taken in the past few years, but I often think a few sentences ahead in every conversation, predicting others actions and reactions and having the sentence or statement to say next... Pre-planned, like chess, but with the goal to have every conversation to contain enlightenment for as many parties as possible (including myself) in both present and future tenses, and to have a beyond peaceful end... blissful, promoting peace in future conversations as well. It drains me... I still try. Sometimes I want silence. Sometimes I want simplicity... There may be nothing more complex than language... No wonder conversing with the strategy of chess (planning out multiple scenarios) for a goal of peace is so hard...
For the past (guesstimation of) 2 hours, most if not all of my breathing has been conscious. Sleep forgives my recognition of breath.
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