okay, i have some good news and some bad news.
I went to start some christmas shopping the other day - and damn, this is way early for me - thats the good news.
the bad news is: i can't really say if i got anything accomplished. it turned into a one for them, two for me...zero for them, three for me....
i think i should start all over.
with a plan,
and a list.
and a shopping companion, to keep me on task.
too many sparkly things out there i tell ya.
okay, so who here ever got caught having to pee, but no bathroom in sight, or worse, a long line to the women's room, but no one waiting at the men's room...
and you think, if only i could pee standing up.....
well ladies, check this out.
http://www.restrooms.org/standing.html
thank god for the internet, eh?
Go see Master and Commander - The Far Side of the World, starring Russell
Crowe.
stupid name, good movie.
it rocks. it rolls. it can make you seasick and homesick and heartsick.
but in a good kinda way.
shoot. some people have had all the fun - eating gruel, drinking grog, sleeping with goats and a bunch of smelly deckhands....
"Success is nothing more than going from failure to failure with undiminished enthusiasm."
~winston churchhill
(Seen on a wall at NIH of Francis Collins - head of the human gnome project.)
"The budget should be balanced. Public debt should be reduced. The arrogance of officialdom should be tempered, and assistance to foreign lands should be curtailed, lest Rome become bankrupt."
~marcus tullius cicero
63 b.c.
Okay, so I have a dream.
And it's not pretty.
But it is lucrative, given the new craze for flea markets, shabby chic, junking..etc. (of which I too, am guilty - it's a sickness, I tell you...)
I think I want to be an entrepreneur - you know, that's French for opening a new business without knowing what you're doing.
Anyway, I think it should be kinda like a flea market - but under a roof.
I think too, I will name it - The Junk Store.
(Maybe even "Ye Olde Junke Shoppe" cause that would show class.)
No frills, just junk. But only good junk - you know, stuff other people put out at the curb.
And if you don't find anything in the storefront you like, then I could direct you to the back room called...
the trash room.
Cause that would be like second-hand junk, er, maybe technically third-hand junk...and if you don't find anything you want there - well of course, then you can always go through the recycle room ....and then out the back door to rummage around in the..
dumpster.
and whatever survives the dumpster, then of course, I could sell on ebay.
I'm not saying there is a lot of trash on ebay or anything, but there is a lot of good junk on ebay, - and you just never know -
After all, one man's trash is another man's treasure, right?
People would buy it.
I think my junke store would make a lot of people happy,
make me money,
drive up stock prices,
and preserve the environment.
Righto, step one completed. I now have a formulated business plan.
"However, there is another way to approach petaFLOP capability without having to use the bizarre properties of quantum theory. And that is to exploit a device which already comes close to petaFLOP speeds: our own brain."
~michio kaku
(on the troubles of manufacturing quantum computers - and cyborg realities)
okay, so its November 9th or something and I haven't posted in a week. why? you might ask?
cause well, i've been busy, dammit.
I know, i know, you all are living vicariously through my journal.
Get your own lives dammit.
besides, have some respect, i am in mourning you know.
cause Cher, for those of you who haven't been listening, has said her last farewell..
it's almost as bad as Diana, except that she's not half as dead.
happy now?
