So I get a call from my mother. There was a pop and the power went off. The wife and I jump in the car. Luckily mom isn’t too far away. On the way to her house we notice two things. The traffic lights near her home are out. There is smoke and firetrucks near the power substation up the block. Of course her small gated community is without power. We drive through the subdivision telling people what we saw. We get to her house. It’s already 85 degrees in the house and getting hotter. She wants to stay home. We want her to come home with us.

Eventually the wife and I prevail. We pack her bags for the night. And pack up the dog bed, the dog toys and the dog.

As we pull out of the driveway a neighbor comes out and waves to us. He says the lights are back on.

I go into the house and check the breaker box. One had tripped. Pop it back on and unload the old dog and Max. ;-)

Fun times. I should have known what would happen though. Florida is many things, but it handles power pretty well.

If my woman don’t bring me home a Big Mac I’m gonna go off!

I would just like to say This Is Probably The Best Rap Song Ever

*Side note
CARD GAMES ON MOTORCYCLES

Just to clear things up, my mind is being blown, sexed and fuked by Sax (saxophone - the greatest instrument)

With regard to the last stipulation: what if you’re a pirate?

Perhaps this would be better in P&R but it’s just a random thought and not worthy of a new thread. I warn you ahead of time that it might piss you off if you are a religious person. You might wait until another person posts here. That said, here it is:

One of the persons that was brought back to the USA as an Ebola patient was on the news just now. And he said that we should keep praying for Ebola patients in Africa.

He was healed with a new a new drug cocktail called ZMapp and the work of many doctors and scientists here and abroad. This is what he had to say:

“Today is a miraculous day,” Brantly said today as he was released from the hospital. “Through the care of the Samaritan’s Purse and SIM missionary team in Liberia, the use of an experimental drug, and the expertise and resources of the health care team at Emory University Hospital, God saved my life – a direct answer to thousands and thousands of prayers.

Bullshit. He was healed by science. And by thanking his imaginary god he is insulting every person who actually DID help him. This shit has to stop. Flame away.

I’m part of that religious scene and I totally agree that it’s just talk, ridiculous talk. If he thought for one second about what he’s implying by those comments, that would be great. But he won’t. Or he’ll claim to have thought about it, and have some equally ludicrous reasons to justify it. I’ve heard it all.

God is too busy helping wide receivers catch footballs for touchdowns to worry about sick people in Africa.

I was listening to the classical music station recently, and they were playing Beethoven’s Leonore Overture no. 2, which, when you’re familiar with the Leonore Overture no. 3, just sounds wrong in so many ways. The trumpet fanfare is especially egregious: how it even occurred to Beethoven for the last note of the opening phrase to FALL I’ll never know (At the 11:20 mark in this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRKA50R7kPQ ) Thank God he came to his senses with the third iteration of the work, in which the note remains constant (at about 7:10 in this video–you may have to turn it up because in the Leonore no. 3 the trumpet fanfare plays away from the orchestra: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWWP4WdUgLw ). Somehow it heartens me to realize that even the greats have to struggle with things like this.

The wonderful thing is that God is infinite, and so he’s infinitely interested in American wide receivers and infinitely bored by dying African children.

The variety of games being played on Twitch really stinks. Pretty much just the same 10 or so games being streamed on every channel. Really uninteresting to me. Someone was streaming Star Trek: The Next Generation pinball last night and that was pretty cool

So I showed the three Mobius strip tricks to the family tonight. Two were suitably impressed by topology. The wife was not.

Random thought, also P&R related.

What if Obama’s Presidency has been one of the most successful in history? Seriously. If you step back and realize what we really knew all along, that the domestic political/social situation is a complete quagmire, his every move has been totally restricted by special interests and a critical everyone, and the rest of the world is deeply effed up, what are you left with? A weirdly-successful policy of containment-without-blowing-it regarding various world shitstorms and hand-me-downs such as ISIS and Iraq and Syria and Ebola and Ukraine and (yeah the world really is messed up), successfully lowered the defense budget without hurting the defense industry and increased social programs and health spending (holy shit!), and an economic recovery leading the world that saved banks, manufacturing, and housing without re-blowing the budget (holy shit!).

Anyway back to acknowledging that the US is screwed long-term and Obama has been at best lukewarm about addressing that.

Was it a real pinball machine or just a video version?

I follow a streamer, Lethalfrag, who has been streaming a pinball game and plans to stream actual pinball machines. (ST:TNG being one he plans to purchase)

Was it a real pinball machine or just a video version?

I follow a streamer, Lethalfrag, who has been streaming a pinball game and plans to stream actual pinball machines. (ST:TNG being one he plans to purchase)

Oh, gamer culture.

(The juxtaposition of name / activity is entertaining to me.)

Double post.

When having an infected finger lanced, fight harder for the use of anesthetics even if your doctor assures you it’s just dead skin. Because you know what’s immediately below that dead skin? Live skin.

New toy:

4.5 in reflector telescope with the silly name of “Starblaster”. As soon as I can see sky gonna give it a spin.

The Thirteenth day of September

There is no seeing tonight. Though it is cool, there is an overcast. The street children have captured a medium mosquito with a fine rope snare. They take turns riding it. I remind them to be of care. In that the mosquito is an evil beast, and can be quite vile. My telescopic device remains unused. But I am of good cheer. The planets and the stars will give up their secrets to me anon.

And there will be meat of mosquito in the morn.

Very Fallen London.