Martin and Sister Terri

Young Steiner

Love Petals

No Me Molesta

OCD

Even a delusional perception of a glance at her through a car window in disguise as her own doll; is enough to sustain someone like me for the rest of my life. And I am a fan of no one.

Greetings from ManWoman

I got this email this morning from ManWoman...enjoy:

Hello Friends,

I finally got around to putting some of my Swastika Cartoons in my Photo Gallery.

These were done from a series of dreams I had during the 1980s where I visited the Swastika Galaxy.

ManWoman
http://www.freewebs.com/manwomans/

Bjork

All is Full of Love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjAoBKagWQA

Hunter

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiSohz7B0Zo

Come On Barbra Light* My Fire(wow wow wow wow wow)

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* light1 (lit) n. [ME. liht OE. leoht, akin to u. ncm in*. base *leuk~, to shine, bright, whence Gr. leukos, white, L. lux & lumen, light, lucere, to shine, luna, moon, Mf.llug, gleam]

1. a) the form of electromagnetic radiation that acts upon the retina of the eye, optic nerve, etc., making sight possible: this energy is transmitted at a velocity of about 186,000 miles per second b) a form of radiant energy similar to this, but not acting on the normal retina, as ultraviolet and infrared radiation

2. the rate of flow of light radiation with respect to the sense of sight: it is measured in lumens

3. the sensation that light stimulates in the organs of sight

4. brightness; illumination: usually with reference to a particular case

5. a source of light, as the sun, a lamp, a light bulb, etc.

6. same as TRAFFIC LIGHT

7. the light from the sun; daylight or dawn

8. a thing by means of which something can be started burning "a light for a cigar"

9. the means by which light is let in; window or windowpane

10. mental illumination; knowledge or information; enlightenment (to shed light on the past)

11. spiritual inspiration

12. public knowledge or view "to bring new facts to light"

13. the way in which something is seen; aspect "presented in a favorable light"

14. facial expression showing a mental or emotional state (a light of recognition in his eyes)

15. a person whose brilliant record makes him an example for others; outstanding figure "one of the shining lights of the school"

16. a) the quality suggesting light created in a painting, drawing, etc., esp. in certain areas b) such an area —adj. [ME. liht OE. leoht] 1. having light; not dark; bright 2. pale in color; whitish; fair adv. not brightly; in a pale way (light blue vt. light'ed or Jit, light'lng) [ME. lighten OE. lihtan] 1. to set on fire; ignite "to light a bonfire" 2. to cause to give off light "to light a lamp" 3. to give light to; furnish with light; illuminate "lamps light the streets" 4. to brighten; animate 5. to show the way to by giving light "a beacon lights the ships to harbor" —vi. 1. to catch fire "the fuse lighted at once" 2. to be lighted; brighten (usually with up) —according to one's lights as one's opinions, information, or standards may direct in the light of with knowledge of; considering light up 1. to make or become light 2. to make or become bright, cheerful, etc. 3. [Colloq.] to begin smoking (a cigar, etc.)—see the light (of day) 1. to come into existence 2. to come to public view 4. to understand —stand in one's own light to harm one's reputation by acting unwisely--to

strike a light to make a flame, as with a match light

light2 (lit) adj (lit) adj. [ME. OE. leoht, akin to G. leicht, Du. l-tcht IE. *lengwhto- base *legwh-, light in movement and weight, whence L. levis, Gr. ela-phros

1. having little weight; not heavy

2. having little weight for its size; of low specific gravity

3. below the usual or defined weight a light coin

4: less than usual or normal in amount, extent, intensity, force, etc.; specif., a) striking or making contact with little force or impact "a light blow" b) of less than the usual quantity or density "a light vote, a light rain" c) not thick, coarse, or massive; delicate and graceful in structure "light tracery" d) not violent or intense; mild "a light wind" e) soft, muted, or muffled "a light sound" not prolonged or intense "light applause"

5. of little importance; not serious or profound "light conversation"

6. easy to bear: not burdensome "a light tax"

7. easy to do; not difficult "light housekeeping"

8. not burdened with grief or sorrow; gay; happy; buovant "light spirits"

9. of a flighty nature; frivolous; capricious

10. loose in morals; wanton

11. dizzy; giddy

12. of an amusing or nonserious nature "light reading"

13. containing little alcohol "light wine"

14. characterized by qualities suggestive of little weight; not dense, hard, full, etc.; specif., o) not as full as usual; moderate "a light meal" b) easy to digest c) well leavened; soft and spongy light cake d) loose in consistency; easily crumbled; porous "light sand"

15. moving with ease and nimbleness "light on one's feet"

16. carrying little weight or cargo "a light vehicle"

17. unstressed or slightly stressed: said of a syllable in phonetics, prosody, etc.

18. designating or of an industry equipped with relatively light machinery and producing relatively small products

19. designating, of, or equipped with weapons, armor, ships, etc. of a relatively small size or light weight

20. [Colloq.] a) lacking personnel; short-handed b) owing (a specified sum) to the pot in poker [light fifty cents —adv. same as LIGHTLY —vi. light'ed or lit, Hght'ing [ME. lihten <>

· light adaptation the adaptation of the retina of the eye to vision under a wide variety of light intensity

· light air a wind whose speed is 1 to 3 miles per hour: see BEAUFORT SCALE

· light bread [South] bread made of wheat flour with yeast as a leavening agent

· light breeze a wind whose speed is 4 to 7 miles per hour: see BEAUFORT SCALE

· light-en (-'n) vt. [ME. lightnen\ 1. to make light or bright; illuminate 2. to make light or pale 3. to cause to flash

What I See

http://new.music.yahoo.com/videos/SteveWinwood/Higher-Love--2163698

Blood

I came to here(America/California) from Prussia by way of Belgium in the 1800's(go west young man). Does anyone know or remember anything about Prussia? I dunno much myself. I once asked a German foreign exchange student, who was visiting my kids, if she knew anything about the land of my ancestors and she said "no" and then asked me if it was over ten years ago. Perhaps that part of the world isn't big on history. I dunno. Junkers. What is it? I've heard that it is a class of people. What class is that? What happened to Prussia? What happened to the Junkers? Were they bad people? Were they good? Were they a critical, ridged and judgmental people? Did they support Hitler? Might make an interesting movie. For now, I'm (happily)semi ignorant.

All I know is that I've had more than a bit of a rough time in America...based upon assumptions regarding my surname. Jungers is the(an) Americanized form of Junkers...it seems that Junkers carried too many unappealing connotations in the 1800's. Junk and all. Oh well. Junkers would sound just fine today.

I never learned anything about Junkers or Prussia or Nazis growing up. My family heritage was never spoken about or emphasized in any way. My parents were apolitical misfits who threw themselves into and at life with the full force that America allowed in the 1950's and '60's and believed that politics and social matters were a complete waste of time; and like so many of their time acted and lived as if they believed themselves to be immortal. While being extraordinarily discipled in our everyday lives during my childhood, we pretty much lived a free wheeling and no holds barred existence seemingly either beyond, outside or before convention.

I never knew anything about my family's bloodline until I was in my late twenties and went to the public(LA County, Palmdale) library and read a bit about the Junkers(the landed aristocracy). When it got to the part preceding WWII and Adolf Hitler...I got nervous and quit reading. I didn't want to know...my part of the family was over here well before that time anyway. I closed the book and put the others back on the shelf.

So I still don't know. But I guess I should be glad that my Prussian ancestors decided to acquiesce to the Roman crusaders in exchange for safe passage to Danzig and access to the Baltic sea via the Rhine. We hate to fight. Fighting makes us crazy. If there were a Prussian Mafia today…you’d know their victims. Their spine just below their skull would be severed via gunshot or blade and their pupils would be removed. We would take insane delight in psyching out our rivals. The prospect of violent rivalry places us below our self concept and we lose all natural constraints of human civility. We know this about ourselves and avoid embarrassing conflict where ever and whenever possible.

Even so, I can't accept the negativity that I've experienced due to my surname. And I’m not the only one. I know a family that is very hard working and honorable and had to put up with harassment from the Police and the City council for over a decade before they were finally permitted to build a store of their own…simply because of their Hispanic surname; which was somehow associated with Colombian drug lords(of all things). How ignorant can people be?

I never even thought to or was taught to connect anyone to anything based upon their surname or ethnicity. I was raised in Victorville CA(far from the who's what of the East Coast)...which had a Hispanic Mayor in the 1960's. Everything seemed to be completely integrated and surnames didn't really mean anything to anyone as far as I knew. It wasn't until I was in my thirties that I began to recognize Jewish surnames. Practically everyone that I had been raised watching on TV had been Jewish. To me they were family. Or at least very familiar. They just seemed like any other Caucasian people to me.

So where does all of the mental horseshit stuff come in? So much trauma. So much conditioning. And so much trying to pass it on and foist it upon others. And now I gather that none the least of it began as far back as 16th century Prussia where Jews were burned by some of my ancestors. Hardly my fucking karma. I would have been one who was molested and cheated by the Jews. Perhaps other family members reacted to what I suffered(given that you believe in such a thing as bloodline reincarnation or blood memory).

The Chinese also killed. They killed Christians....who were merely stepped down subconscious psychically controlled Hebrew agents of death. There can be no spiritual messiah. That concept is an oxymoron. Dummy. We may have messiahs in every other field. But not a spiritual messiah. Dummy. The spiritual contact of truth to find is within each one of us...not some outside persona. Much less a primative sacrificial personality. The concept of a spiritual messiah is an oxymoron. And you guys think that you're so smart. Spiritual molesters and murders is all you will have ever been. You did it to yourselves. Its only ever been about shyster control(since around 500 BC anyway right?). Nice. Hey...you fuck around and fuck around...and you won't be around. It is as simple as that. Or it used to be.

The old days were simpler. Nonviolence requires a lot of us to put up with a lot of shit; and far too often to become permanent irrevocable victims of other people's shit. I bought into nonviolence...much to my physical ruination...just like I bought into treating women as equals...much to the obliteration of my soul. We are evolving. We don't all make it. Its a huge Greek tragedy where everyone is injured…some fatally.

I know nothing. I've been innocent, naive, unaffected and blind sided at every turn in my life by traumatized mutant zombies of one form or another. I even married one. Looks okay on the outside. Looks human enough. But what the heck is going on inside of people? There is a subconscious war of some form going on. Its evolution(baby). Its behavioral evolutionary morphic fields: and the finer things keep shining through. It's also what are we agreeing to play. When we were kids...we used to agree upon what we were going to pretend before we would begin to play. Often play would end when things became disagreeable to one child or another. Why should we agree to play out an adult life where only one percent of the other kids get all of the good toys and Barbie and Ken dolls and the rest of us get the shit toys? Or why should we agree to play that only homosexuals can be known as and considered to be gay?

Once when I was four years old, my mother babysat another little boy that was about my same age. She asked me to play with him. So I sat with him on the sidewalk that went up to the back door of our little brown house in Hesperia Ca. and began to share my toy dump trucks with him. After a few minutes of him just staring at me as I calmly played with my toy dump truck...he went bezerk for no apparent reason and grabbed my toy truck and smashed it onto the sidewalk, screaming in a fit of rage. I picked up my truck and started to go in the house. Just then, my mother asked me why I wasn't playing with him. I answered her that "he doesn't know how to play"... and that I was not going to play with him. And I didn't play with him either. I could have likely gotten a severe beating for such disobedience...but I did not care. Somehow my mother let me slide on this one...this time. And I do not play with dipshit idiot adults who do not seem to understand how to play either. We are all at God's table. But quite a few seem to have exceptionally bad manners. Did we all agree to allow things to be this way?

And what is with the right winged Jews? What is with the Mossad? Is that "MO see swastika and die"? Or "molest oldest son...sad"? Fuck the right winged Jews. I've seen enough of their shit. Just kill me. Fuck the right wing Christian claymation dipshits and the Republican party too. And fuck modern authority in nearly every country on earth. We are being fleeced and had and exploited in ways that are so unsustainable that we are all just about on the verge of losing our very souls.

Where is Mommy and Daddy? The children...naked toddlers...are playing imaginary dress up with only little balls of fecal matter for cuff links. Where are the parents to come home and pick up the needle and arm from the broken record...rinse off the children and set it back down in a coherent groove?

Fuck this PC bullshit generation. Great so you get it...we are all humans. Only you have to be so prejudicial and ugly and immature and lost and Jurassic about it, that you are not even fit to be a generation. You are playing into the hand of distraction and divisiveness. A whole fucking lot of us had this automatically before you yoyos made it your shtick to audablize and narrate every reality distracting geek move. You are just another living example of one step forward two steps back...selfish, trite, two dimensional, shallow, dumbed down modern humanity. Oh...but you've figured that out now. Good for you. Now follow Naomi Klein's example or shut up.

Back when I was a kid....the dumber people were not allowed to speak out and get up in front of other people, where children could witness; and be any sort of influence upon humanity. I hope you are all validated and fulfilled, while the lives of so many more intelligent and qualified human beings are and have been and are still being quietly destroyed. Hey, but the media doesn't seem to care. You've got it made.

Good people do not need a support system or network or a cell phone. Good people are connected. Connected to nature and to higher truth, intelligence and to God. Carry on troubled people carry on.

Personally, I decided years ago that it was actually the blood of all indigenous peoples that I wanted flowing through my veins(with immunity). Modern blood is whacked and out of touch with truth and reality. Modern blood lacks natural skill and natural insight. Natural wisdom. Our heads and souls have been filled with so much unnatural falsehood for so long that we instantly mock and deride truth standing right before us. And we feel completely vindicated in doing so. How did things ever get to this state?

All the worlds different spiritual disciplines, cultures and factors of variation need only to emphasize and concentrate on our similarities as one unified humanity. All differences may be considered to be anthropological and celebrated and studied to further enhance our deeper and actually more integrated comprehension of human life and existence(the bigger picture).

Fighting. Warring. These are evolutionary traits of the distant past. Along with ugliness, mental illness and trauma...these are the things that we can leave behind. Today...right now, our leaders are failing us for not having already had these things done. Things which many of us were born expecting and needing to be able to take for granted. We have been and are being severely betrayed.

Chow/Ciao

My To Do List

Things to do. Priorities. Budget. Intelligence. Today I went shopping. Mojave. Stater Bros. Whole bean coffee was too high to buy(over $7.00 on sale). Maybe I’ll get by with what I have until they get the price back down to where it is reasonable again. If not…so what. They should be ashamed to begin with. People die for coffee, cocaine and heroin. What an indictment of a certain class of humanity. Oh well.

When I got home from Mojave I had to do something about my shower shampoo caddy. Its new…but keeps sliding down the shower head nozzle neck pipe(nipple) and pulling away from the two suction cup affairs that are supposed to keep it aright, thus allowing the shifted bottles of shampoo and body wash to fall out… resulting in a smashing impact on my shower floor tile. This has twice caused a tile to break loose from the VersaBond® adhesive; forcing me to reset them. I don’t need this. So I duct taped the caddy in place and got the best thing I could find out of my shed(happened to be a tube of Liquid Nails®) that would match, since all of my almond colored RTV and caulking has all dried up. Its in there drying and setting up right now. Then later I can remove the duct tape and hopefully the thing will stay in place. My goodness.

And I’ve got trees left to prune. Four left out of eight in my front yard. Today seems a bit cold and windy for getting outside on a ladder and pruning trees. Maybe tomorrow. I also have to treat every tree wound with tree wound compound. I still have half of the fourth tree that I’ve pruned to do that to.

As you can see…I have things to do. I put in 570 feet water lines for fourteen new trees next spring in my backyard and dug the ditches and the tree wells by hand. I have five (bed)rooms to convert and remodel along with two bathrooms and my kitchen. I want to buy a dirt bike next year to rehab my physicality...they are like the number two thing when it comes to overall body workout.

I have a lot to do; and so much still ahead of me. But most of the important stuff I have already gotten finished. I was married for 28 years and have been the father of four valedictorians and solved most of the worlds spiritual problems(I haven’t even shared a lot of that yet). I have learned and am learning; and I have gotten and am getting what I wanted to from this life. I should feel lucky.

But to me life and success is about the continued pursuit of worthwhile goals, rather than or perhaps, along with having a good feeling in your heart. That is why today I have decided to go ahead and get a couple of "to do things" done from my personal to do list that have to do with unfinished communication.

As a responsible adult…I have a couple of matters that I feel that I must share with and make clear to my fellow adults.

The first has to do with the importance of language and its usage. The alphabet is not physical or molecular, despite what Marx and others may have said or believed. Like music, language is spiritual: given to us by the spiritual guardians of humanity only to have been too often hijacked and overtaken by cretins and rogues whose only goal has been to pervert the truth to their own personal rogue/cretin ends. This is precisely why we need not troops; but tropes. Since the dawn of language…there has been no valid reason for war. But just look what has been and is still happening. Someone wants oil or someone wants heroin...or coffee or bananas or minerals(or someone is being blackmailed based upon their having had homosexual relations), so thousands upon thousands of young people die in the false name of patriotism. Unhealthy egoism. Not good for humanity.

Fuck heroin. The leaders(lucky and dumber, suck ass druggie, sold out con mark dick breath losers) of our world are not doing their job correctly because of heroin. And may I say fuck them to. Too many innocent and good human beings are suffering today because of our continued bad leadership. I’ve never seen(and I probably never will either see nor use) heroin. I’m hard wired for good food and a pleasurable neural chemical release that exceeds that of heroin. Perhaps I should thank my parents. Taco night was like everyone was on cocaine(which I've never seen or used either) followed by heroin. The rest of the time I was being beaten for no apparent reason. That was how I was programmed. So naturally I feel very, very good after eating tacos.

So you do heroin. So you do cocaine. So you are addicted to sex. Those things are no excuse for the way that our world has been continuing to go for over a hundred years. What we have been doing is not sustainable. What we are doing today is an attempt to cover up and foster a series of systemic cultural dynamics that are doomed to failure.

Undermining labor. Ridiculous short and long term capitalist bubble grabs of wealth and power. We far too often sell short what is good and profitable and take a long term position on what is meritless and unsustainable. Lincoln flatly stated that labor is primary to capital. What part of that do we not understand? That is where the pure concept of syndicalism and culture and society from the standpoint of labor and from the ground up is the true final functional solution. A Syndicalist/Socialist/Capitalist hybrid may be what we need. France should have already been doing this as the supposed leader of humanity. Yet they ban syndicalism as illegal. Just as Germany bans the swastika. People who proclaim that we are heading towards a feudalistic society are right. What a mess.

But I digress. What have we allowed to be done with language? "At the end of the day". Is anyone else sick of hearing that phrase? Everyone that I hear using the phrase "at the end of the day" without literally meaning the end of a certain day: has completely lost my respect…and that is a whole lot of people. Just watch American journalistic TV for 30 minutes and you will see what I mean. I once made a hatch mark for every time that a guy said the word "indeed" during a Sunday lecture at church(normally I took copious notes, this time I just made hatch marks)...it was 40 times in 45 minutes.

But that is a nearly completely insignificant and only a very small example compared to what has been done to the most powerful word in the English language. The word "gay" is the single most spiritually powerful world in the English language. Shakespeare would roll over in his grave if he knew how that the word gay has been so pervasively and so commonly used to mean homosexual or having something to do with sex whatsoever. Gay is a platonic term. The single most powerful platonic(spiritual) term in the English language. Something very ugly is going on.

The two single greatest things that have severely dumbed down modern western man are: the promoted misunderstanding concerning the swastika(since WWII) and the largely unquestioned use of the word gay in reference to something sexual. A Tom turkey is happy after he gets his rocks off too. Even does a little dance. But a turkey does not have what it takes to be truly gay. Neither does a homosexual that believes that hijacking the word gay makes him somehow gay. Homosexuality and the spiritual state of being gay, while perhaps for certain folks coincidental, are in no way and by no means synonymous. You can be gay or you can be homosexual or both…but one is not dependent upon the other; because you can be gay and celibate or gay and heterosexual as well. Gay means spiritually happy. What in the hell does that have to do with sex?

You may be celibate, heterosexual, homosexual, lesbian, bisexual or whatever and also be gay. But gay is not synonymous with anything having to do with sex. The order of the universe is platonic and even sex falls under that prioritized hierarchy. The best sex is platonic. Most people can’t conceive of such a thing as platonic sex. That is because we have been preconditioned by one incorrect popular notion after the other for millenniums. Of course sex is platonic. Nature itself is platonic. Only when we place sex above its proper station do we run into problems. Gay my ass.

The entire western human race should be ashamed and taken quite aback by the extent of the misuse and prevalence of the word gay to the extent that one or two entire generations understand this word to only mean homosexual or lesbian humanity. And yet we hear it used in this way every day by those whom we are expected to look up to. Go figure. You’re not truly gay…you’re just a geek(glandular/genetic etheric emphasized kid) that is happy because you got laid. There is a significant and very important distinction. Not that a geek(glandular/genetic etheric emphasized kid) would care about language. Or spiritual truth.

We are all evolving in one way or another. And there are various forms of entropy and atrophy within human evolution as a whole. Old control/dominance based instincts facing extinction tend to attempt to vie for evolutionary predominance. Those instincts and tendencies to vie are Jurassic. We really need to allow evolution to work its magic as free from prejudice, violence and ignorance as possible(epically PC prejudice, violence and ignorance ) . I've always been naturally gay. My dad told me that he had always been gay. It has nothing to do with sex one way or the other. That is all a part of the malignant ugliness that has besought western humanity for several centuries now. I may have sex with a man or a woman…and I may be gay; but my being gay is totally unrelated to my sexuality. Shame on us.

Let me just reiterate and sum this up. I, while possessing an arguably male physical body...may be bisexual and celibate with a definitely lesbian/bisexual subconscious anima or etheric bodily component factor(I know this from my dreams). And I am and always have been gay...but my being gay has nothing specifically to do with my sexuality one way or the other(repressed or otherwise). Also, I have absolutely no beef with anyone else due their sexual practices or orientation whatsoever. When you try to say something this basic and simple you may often encounter misunderstandings by immature persons who wish to play ugly schoolyard games with labels and name calling. Let us and our children be able to completely feel and to completely be gay without concern over our sexuality one way or the other; if that is not too much to ask. Otherwise...we are simply being immature and ugly; not that that has mattered to so, so many in the past.

So we’re a bit lost in the woods. Is anyone really surprised? Gay means spiritual ecstasy whether or not one possesses genitalia. So how long has this crap been going on? What a fucking mess.

And then trauma. Its everywhere. It has been passed on and exacerbated by generation after generation for millenniums and now threatens to be the very end of the human race if we don’t get a handle on it. War, terrorism, poverty, crime, self destructive behavior and all forms of violence are a result of the snowballing effects of human trauma. Most of which unfortunately remains sublimated, dissociated and unconscious; being acted and played out via our behavior. Its no wonder that we still have renowned stylish editorial journalists proclaiming that trauma does not exist; when they themselves personally are one of the most fitting poster children of our time for this precise subject/topic. We are reaching a saturation point when it comes to trauma. The following is what I will share with everyone else and has become my evolving coping mechanism and plan of attack.

First of all: "Satan actually never existed(sane)". Or at least that is the official line since the late 1980’s. Amnesty was offered to all forces both white and black…and well…. Satan went into witness relocation and changed his name. The top fifty percent of his organization took the deal as well. What we are left with at this time are the retarded or the dumber half of all of the fallen angels and black magicians who are simply just too fucking stupid to get the picture: which are still being given a sphere of activity within the factions of war….both class and otherwise, all forms of human divisiveness...PC and other wise; and in particular within the Jewish and Christian right of the United States and Israel. They have no legitimate spiritual leadership. Much like the Church of Satan...and the spoiled idiot Ivy League money people; they are indeed rogue. It is for the rest of us to merely watch and wait this thing out, knowing full well and good that their continued influence is unsustainable. Its over. It has been over for over twenty years. Someday I may tell you how I know. For… now suffice it to say that I know. I was there when it all went down.

Beyond that the Apostle Paul is back(and quite active in the spirit world). Only he has sort of backslidden into his old habits. He is torturing Christians again. And he is very good at it. It seems that Paul is not particularly happy or enthusiastic about the direction that Christianity has taken during the past millennium or two. Let’s say…how his life and writings were and have been and are still being used. Joining Paul in the reformation activities turns out to be the top fifty percent of the fallen angels who have taken amnesty and who are now working along side Paul doing God’s work. There is so much discipline to be meted out and precious little time. Time is only really on the side of the good you know.

So what I have decided to do in all of this is to cease to feel responsible for the trauma in the world that I have not caused: and to allow those who are truly responsible for it to simply own up to it with the full onus upon them. They’ve got mail…from God and from the Apostle Paul. Furthermore I return to sender all of the psychic mail that I may get from them. Times have changed. What can we say? Personally I make placebos out of the great schadenfreude and all of the spiritual pain that they must needs endure at the hands of Paul and his new allies; because I really prefer to feel well and good as much as possible. That is why I call my mincemeat recipe "schadenfreude mania". It has been millenniums in coming…but we are finally in the position to get a few things done. Ciao.

Angels and Chipmunks

Thank You Starbucks

12/20/09, $5.99 per 12oz, good job!

For months, I’ve been dismayed by the rising price of whole bean coffee. First of all…why isn’t it cheaper than ground? Does anyone remember when you could buy bulk whole bean coffee at the supermarket and it was cheaper than branded ground coffee? Why is a higher cost passed on to us folks who grind? We should be passed on the savings for them not having to grind it. Does anyone remember 1973? Inflation? It all reportedly began with(among other things) the price of coffee. When whole bean coffee gets beyond $7.00 per 12 oz package on sale…I quit buying it. My Quisinart Grind and Brew machine(the second one that I’ve had) gets lonely. Today I got 12 oz Starbucks coffee for $6.49: so I bought six. There is nothing like the volatile oils and emollients of fresh ground whole bean coffee. When you add B complex, a 400mg capsule of DL phenylalanine or two and the odd couple of 10mg phenylephrine HCL(or one or two 30mg pseudoephredrine HCL's) you’ve got something better than street drugs. Party on.

Pot Pie

Sustainable Heroin