|Saturday, June 21st, 2008|
| "Death to Godless America"
"Death to Godless America"
The towers fell and the rebels yelled "Death to Godless America"
I was proud that I was allowed to have no god at all.
In unity choir,
congress rose to bow to foes and show they choose to go with god,
and I was betrayed .
|Saturday, March 29th, 2008|
that I find the amorphous environment of anonymous name assignments confusing
|Friday, February 29th, 2008|
work wears me out
I close my eyes and see
the twin sickle blades of the food processor whirring
barely aware of the oncoming bear sniffing the air in anger
my heart was laid bare and i didn't take care
to worry stirring wind whirring
my left hand falls asleep when I'm asleep
there's a throbbing pain in my armpit
two forefingers and the thumb go numb
from gripping pots and pans while scrubbing
|Wednesday, February 27th, 2008|
I'd been working as a dish washer in a corporate cafeteria.
I often spend the last hour alone closing out and cleaning.
I used to answer the phone.
Usually, it was employees wanting to speak to some boss who was gone.
One time, someone called looking for a job.
I was happy to assure them that they could call tomorrow.
Then a women called looking a manager,
I was pleased to inform her that he could be reached tomorrow.
Then she asked if I could take a message, and I said "No"
She became irate and insisted I take a message.
I begrudgingly complied breaking my rhythm of bleaching food carts to find a pen.
I took her name down. She took my name down.
I left a post it for the manager.
I went in the next morning to find out this women was a corporate administrator
I was instructed to stop answering the phone by the lead chef.
I understand the reasoning behind this.
It is the corporation best interest to present a helpful and friendly image.
And I had been rude by refusing to take a message. I apologize.
I'm glad that the person I talked to was within the operation so I did not damage outside relations.
But I feel it is my responsibility to answer the phone as I am the last one to leave.
Employees may have forgotten to complete a project and need to reach the cafeteria so that I may close properly.
The cafeteria telephone is the only way to reach me.
And I believe my ability to help with accidental emergency would benefit the confidence of the operation.
If I am allowed to answer the phone in the future, I will remember that I am representing the company.
Monday february 25, 2008
They want me in slacks
even though I am often knelling on the the cement floor
to stank stainless steal bins.
They tell me it's the corporate image.
|Thursday, December 13th, 2007|
|Project: constructing a toy microphone stand
Project: constructing a toy microphone stand
Tools: 2 letter glass soda pop bottle and a small broom
Indulgences: Singing into the straw end of broom propped up in a bottle like a rock star
Accident: jarring a chunk of glass from the bottle's lip in my exuberance and stepping on it.
Injury: 1.5 cm deep cut into the ball of my left foot under my big toe
Observation: I'm made of meat
|Friday, December 7th, 2007|
|Is it a question of censorship
so Will with two horses
galloped to a close fort
the courier knows the kingdom
asked for help from the court
the ruling night and his henchmen
Is it a question of censorship
or a moderator's desire to create a forum
that is enjoyable for themselves and others to read?
many censored subject
could be considered HOT TOPICS
likely to attract trolls
~(and not the friendly kinds)~.
The sort that try to start fights.
Regulars are used to a particular environment
where they count on attendants to provide useful topics. A "Hot Topics" can detract posters from producing the desired context.
The anarchistic ideal is all posters should have an equal voice.
The reality is that a forum gets regulars by providing tailored content.
|Friday, November 30th, 2007|
Tim and Mona turn aside from their rivulet retreat
he took her hand
to help her stand
then she explained
since goblins passed
they'd walk above on forest hills
feet can be like hands
stroking ankles and caffs
brushing ball and toe
across the bony tops
such crescent claws present a danger
tearing holes through socks
and scratching unsuspecting legs
The Last Mimzy
Technology from the future opens 2 children's minds for a tear.
the unanswered question is what happened to the children afterward
Roger Waters preformed musical pieces which echoed with themes from
the whole bullet to the brain impact
with the force is concentrated in the radius
of a hunk of lead about the size of a finger tip
A collision from the bullet's perspective.
Follow it's nose
slammed into the skull
then sloshing through soft tissue.
|Friday, November 23rd, 2007|
|off the main deflector dish
off the main deflector dish
I'm not posting this to make Faith look bad.
Although, she misrepresented lasers.
I'm only trying to make sure the information provided is accurate and therefor useful to other readers.
So, I apologize if any feathers are ruffled by my correction
lasers do not go pew pew
like some sonic whistle when the energy state inversion collapses inside mirrored chamber.
If the laser cavity vibrates with sound,
the standing wave in the chamber might loss coherency.
I am now rescinding my last statement
Pulse lasers after firing may undergo a chemical reaction altering the pressure with in the chamber.
The movement of gasses through valves could indeed produce a whistling sound.
just keep in mind
[QUOTE=stevenmu;54492735]Pffft, everyone knows it's not the laser cavity itself that generates the noise. It's the laser beam traveling through the air which causes it. In the same way that lightening traveling through the air heats it causing it to expand suddenly creating a shockwave which we hear as thunder, a laser blast also heats the air as it passes, causing it to expand producing a soundwave. However because lightening bolts are quite long, stretching from the clouds to the ground, they produce a very long disturbance in the air, which makes for a long wavelength, and thus low frequency, which sounds like a deep rumbling. Lasers on the other hand, or at least the typical hand held blaster variety, are typically much shorter, creating a much shorter wavelength, higher frequency noise, which does indeed sound like 'pew pew'.
Assuming you fire it twice.
that's a great argument
I can only say
from my experience
small arcs of electricity produce a lower frequency snap
not a whistling pew
thunder results when expanding air impacts cool air
surrounding the lightning bolt
so the shock wave is perpendicular to the path of the bolt
and the sounds wavelength would be determined by that pressure gradient not the length of the lightning
and when I see you
I will fall at your feet
and swear allegiance
under your canopy
lain a top the wind
before it fell on me
I would be as a bucket
returning songs of ...
I know I have to walk the dog
a place to nestle would be nice
|Thursday, November 22nd, 2007|
landscape decays sliding away down the cliff side
we watch our neighbors slip
tragically caught in the turgid collapse
while a rumbling requiem drowns screams and gasps
ghostly mimes out of our reach,
each alone at the last
crows will pick apart antique skeleton of lost geisha with needled beaks
and think nothing of it
|Wednesday, November 21st, 2007|
|wiki edit on thread bumping
Discussions across forums are rarely isolated from conversations on other threads.
Old threads may be brought up if they are relevant among the conversations.
table the label fable that pigeon holes the able
round and round and round it goes
never stops and never slows
tumbling through a tilted throw
circling round the sun
|Thursday, October 25th, 2007|
I keep having to switch computers the tracking is pretty quick
Lost connection with cookoos nest see tests
posted this on cookoos nest before I lost connection
|vampires tremble at the sight of captain planet
I went dancing by myself
I had a good time
So I was surfing the internet this morning
When I tried to post a picture of Captain Planet and the Planeteers on vampirefreaks
The host site would nor let me do that
When I previewed my post the address was alter to …notallowed…
I found this humorous that like VF was afraid of Captain Planet
So I posted the find on boards.ie
I managed to post a picture on board.ie when my internet went down
|Wednesday, January 24th, 2007|
|my student debt
The sad thing is
I've talked to these people
and they make it impossible to reestablishment a payment system
with out require an unreasonable down payment I can't afford
I feel betrayed by my government.
I already suggested that the loan industry
may be looking for enroots to make money off student debt
I know bankruptcy has been made more difficult in the US
I know that the government deficit is larger than ever
and this suggests banks have a lot of power over the government
Parking tickets cost double in San Diego if you don't pay them in 30 days
Do people fail to pay in thirty days?
The treasury counts on it
I can see why the collection agency wants to keep this confidential
collection cost of over $5000
you would think afford longer office hours
a 2 hour window seems intentional dodgy and short with failure to adjust for local time
seems they don't want to negotiate
what they're not required to notify rate changes in all states?
|Monday, January 15th, 2007|
finger tips constrict in the cold burn
knuckles grow stiff in winter's grip
and palms feel the chill air flow across
and I shiver from the heat loss
|Sunday, December 17th, 2006|
the silk surface tears white spilling into the bin
the bowl arcing down from the apex of the ferris wheel
the axel turns under the water's weight
the wheat ground the turning stone
|Thursday, December 14th, 2006|
waxing waning passing haunting
pinch the fabric
folding holding fraying falling
you are beautiful
how long will you stay?
|Sunday, December 10th, 2006|
| like a crane migrating south
like a crane migrating south
watching hills and valleys
knitted with wandering roads
I dream of returning
|Sunday, December 3rd, 2006|
|cradled my skull
confessions don't impress in the congestion of my head
cradled my skull in your arms
hold me from frustration and desperation
let me die in the enfold
unafraid of lost control
|Friday, December 1st, 2006|
I ate a can of tuna today
the can opener was frail
and unable circumcise the flat 6 ounce container
so I punched holes through the top
with the triangular cap remover
I shook the contents out into a bowl
oil packed, thank goodness
since I had no mayonnaise
pepper would have been nice
after I finished,
I let the dog clean the bowl