_Seven___x ___Seven__=__Forty_Nine_
Okay so seven weeks is forty nine days without again posting to this blog I think I mean to be posting to at least every week or so but you know probably like twice a week and with pictures sometimes and update the other blogs and get my life in order and update and post my resume and stuff like that.
Well anyway it is not like it is fifty days without posting and that is because usually it is conventional to round things off because we don't want to get to caught up in details which are often just tangents and so forty nine is basically the same as fifty (at least for blogument's sake) so let's just say it isn't like I haven't posted for fifty days because I haven't posted for fifty days and so the one thing isn't like the other because they are basically the same thing and so there isn't really a second thing to compare to a first thing and so .........
Do I sound enough like someone who has more or less lost the plot?
Gee, maybe it is the case that I can't sound LIKE someone who has lost the plot because I am someone who has lost the plot and there again we don't have the opportunity for comparison since we only have a single thing for doing the comparing with.
Alright, there is definitely a woodpecker in the wall to my left.
Also definite is the spring cleaning activity and the switching from wintertime to springtime recreation activity and the getting from half done to a bit more than half done on some of the ongoing projects activity and plus we have disc three of season two of Prison Break and we are psyched.
Finally at the moment-
I am participating soon in a mentoring training session soon regarding recreation and athleticism for people with disability concerns.
And I got two buds, guys a decade and a half or so younger than me, and busted a number of inches higher up the old vertebral column, willing to try getting up North Conway's Cathedral Ledge in about a month.
Yeah, and I got all the plaster dust and wood shavings off the floor- except that now there is plaster crumbs and chunks on the floor and I'm hoping to get more wood shavings on the floor super soon.
Hopefully it doesn't sound additionally freaky to reference the following two phrases:
God willing
In the name of God
Well anyway it is not like it is fifty days without posting and that is because usually it is conventional to round things off because we don't want to get to caught up in details which are often just tangents and so forty nine is basically the same as fifty (at least for blogument's sake) so let's just say it isn't like I haven't posted for fifty days because I haven't posted for fifty days and so the one thing isn't like the other because they are basically the same thing and so there isn't really a second thing to compare to a first thing and so .........
Do I sound enough like someone who has more or less lost the plot?
Gee, maybe it is the case that I can't sound LIKE someone who has lost the plot because I am someone who has lost the plot and there again we don't have the opportunity for comparison since we only have a single thing for doing the comparing with.
Alright, there is definitely a woodpecker in the wall to my left.
Also definite is the spring cleaning activity and the switching from wintertime to springtime recreation activity and the getting from half done to a bit more than half done on some of the ongoing projects activity and plus we have disc three of season two of Prison Break and we are psyched.
Finally at the moment-
I am participating soon in a mentoring training session soon regarding recreation and athleticism for people with disability concerns.
And I got two buds, guys a decade and a half or so younger than me, and busted a number of inches higher up the old vertebral column, willing to try getting up North Conway's Cathedral Ledge in about a month.
Yeah, and I got all the plaster dust and wood shavings off the floor- except that now there is plaster crumbs and chunks on the floor and I'm hoping to get more wood shavings on the floor super soon.
Hopefully it doesn't sound additionally freaky to reference the following two phrases:
God willing
In the name of God
posted by Sean at 6:01 PM
3 Comments:
Numbers don't lie...unless of course they're inherent liars; e.g., 2 to the power of "X", or "Y" to the power of "2z", etc. The unknown may, in effect, be a lie waiting to happen.
Nevertheless, is a woodpecker in the wall to one's left analogous to a devil on one's shoulder? And, more to the 'point', does a woodpecker's peck make a sound when there's no one there to hear it hit wood? Does the pope hold it until he finds a restroom while walking in the woods? PB16 is in country now; take care where you step.
Which brings me to the name of "god"; I believe it exists for some and not for others (I'm in the latter group). However, I'm not a "this or that," as the definition thereof (of god and believers) imposed in the name of 'god' over the years and years is exactly what I find repulsive. It's not even a question of "maybe"; I prefer to be defined as nothing...speaking, of course as "anonymous."
Anonymously yours,
A
Pardon me, sir, but isn't "mentoring training" an oxymoron? If not, my confidence is eroding in the mentoring concept. Shouldn't the mentor be such without training? Oh well, perhaps we all need training, even our mentors. Okay,--you know it's coming--who trains the mentor training trainers? And, obviously, must be some sort of mentor trainer trainer training, correct? Can I enroll? I want to be a mentor trainer trainer, as I desire the power that comes with training the trainer, thereby affecting whole groups in simple terms. God is willing and has been named as culpable. However, I'd avoid taking training from god (any of any sort).
Godlessly yours,
a (otherwise known as "zwuxeezt")
Pfft, god, what sentimental bollocks.
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