3 Keys to World Domination

1. Charisma: The first thing you'll need is the ability to be able to persuade others to follow your ideals. Or at the least have them agree with you to the point were they become trustworthy allies. This also helps when you need to acquire funds for the necessary materials.

2. Loyal Followers: Not everybody is going to put up with your plans. Your bound to run into resistance sooner or later. If you end up having them declare war on you your going to need people that are willing to not only kill for you, but also die.

3. Money: Hey, you can't have your followers fighting on the battlefield with their bare hands right? So your going to need funds for not only weaponry, but also food and other supplies.

"The Gay Bomb"

Yes, Gay Bomb. I was watching the History Channel and they had a program about "strange weapons". This is one of the weapons they mentioned, albeit just a brief description before going to commercial. Apparently the US Air Force was speculating (although the Pentagon nixed the plan) the possibility of using a strong aphrodisiac in combat on enemy troops. I'll leave you and your imagination as to what the results were supposed to be.

In shock and awe.

I was listening to the radio at work today. The radio host was interviewing a person that graduated high school, went to college, and teached for seventeen years. Not that big of a deal right? Well the thing is the guy didn't learn how to read until he was 43. Unfortunately I couldn't listen to the rest of the interview, because I had work to do.

Honestly, I don't know whether to congratulate the man for accomplishing all that without knowing how to read. Or wonder how the schools he attended as a student/teacher failed to notice he couldn't read.

That is absurd.

In a previous blog entry I mention my mom was taken to the hospital after being struck by a car. Well, today she received a bill from the city fire department for $510.00. That's not the absurd part though. No, the absurd part is the fact that the hospital they took her to was only about two blocks away from where she was.

I know the city has to find ways to pay for things, but I was under the impression that life was supposed to be priceless. Guess I was wrong.

Eh, what?

From this article.

It seems as if a Dr. Deborah Anderson from the Boston University's School of Medicine has conducted a lab study to see if Coca~Cola is an effective contraceptive. Well, according to her and her colleagues Coke is a spermicide. It is also stated that a couple of Taiwanese doctors did a similar study proving otherwise.

I myself seriously doubt that Coke itself is an effective contraceptive. However, if in fact Coke is useful as a spermicide, I'm guessing it's due to certain ingredients used in the soda. Either way don't forget the condoms fellas, because I don't think your going to find many women willing to have soda sprayed up in their vagina.

What's up with...

People getting all jumpy whenever I walk into a room. Like I'm going to go crazy and kill them or something. Just because I keep to myself. I don't know what's more annoying the "OH MY GOD!!! HE'S QUIET; HE'S GONNA SNAP ONE DAY AND KILL US ALL" type people or the ones that constantly tell me they're my friend and that I should warn them when I'm about to "Start shooting".

People that need to repeatedly remind others that they "Don't give a fuck". If you didn't "Give a fuck" the shit wouldn't even be on your mind. You obliviously care enough to keep bringing the topic up. Maybe you should try solving the problem instead of throwing sissyfits every ten minutes.

Mom's in the hospital... Again.

She was discharged not to long ago and is home now. Apparently during her lunch break she went to go pay some bills. As she was crossing the street a guy in a van was turning the corner. One thing that annoys me is when people forget that when pedestrians are crossing the street (on a green light of course) they have the right of way. Anyways, the guy's van clips my mom and she falls back hitting her head.

According to her he gets out the van and starts feeling her head. Yeah, like that's going to help; might have did some damage. Then he offers to take her to the hospital in his van. Like anybody in their right mind would get hit by a vehicle by a complete stranger then get in the car with them.

Now every two hours or so I have to check up on her and ask her a series of questions: What's your name? Where are you? What today's date? Normal questions they ask you when you hit your head. Knowing her though she'll be calling me every half hour for something frivolous.

Heeere kitty kitty kitty.

Took two out of three of my cats to the vet this evening. Getting them in their respective pet carriers was a bit of a chore, well for one of them it was. At least we have separate carriers now instead of one; imagine trying to get two cats into one carrier. You get one in the other gets out.

While sitting in the waiting room there was a lady complaining that her kitten was having a seizure. So the vet asked her if she smokes pot and blows the smoke in the kitten's face. I didn't hear her answer, but she had this "I didn't know blowing smoke from a joint into an animals face was bad for it" look on her face. Needless to say there was a few people that were really annoyed with this ladies stupidity; myself included. Then again I don't live with her so I don't know what the deal is.

Once it's our turn is up things go rather smoothly. The cats hiss here and there (you wouldn't be too happy either if someone stuck a thermometer up your rear either; unless your into that sort of thing) otherwise they were pretty well behaved. Lucy my youngest cat was the first to get checked out. He got his temperature taken, weighed (10 lbs.), his heart checked out, and received his shots. Princess got the same treatment Lucy received, however she weighed in at 17 pounds; I think she might have lost a pound or two. We also got a laxatone for her since she has a hard time with hairballs.

WHOA!!!

Check this video I saw on Youtube of a man that has a hole in his head. Well, not going completely through his head. My first reaction when seeing this video come up on the sidebar was: this can't be real; someone probably edited that hole in his head.

I am amazed that the guy is still alive with a hole that big. It looks like if someone were to stick their finger in there they would be able touch his brain.

A hard time.

Had a hard time trying to sleep last night. I was starting to doze of when suddenly I had this very uneasy feeling that someone was in my room watching me. Like they were standing at the side of my bed looking down on me. But, when I look up nobody was around; not even my cats.

This kind of thing happens every once in a while, but it still creeps me out to no end. At least it wasn't as bad as the time it felt like someone was sleeping next to me or the time it felt like some one was pulling on my leg sporadically through the night.

lolwut?

As I looked through the mail today, I see a letter from my state representative addressed to me. Wondering what it was all about I promptly opened it. And it was a card wishing me a happy birthday. I've never received one of these before, well not from a politician. Yeah, thanks for the sentiment pal I appreciate the thought; however my birthday is not until September.

Here's a stupid thought.

What if UFOs are not spaceships from a distant planet? What if they are time machines driven by an evolved version of humans? This might explain some things about the mystery of UFOs. The first being why when we look into the heavens we don't see spaceships buzzing around. It might also explain why they seem to disappear just as suddenly as they appeared, not because they're moving at ridiculously fast speeds rather they are just going through some sort of time portal.

That's not to say that intelligent beings from far away planets don't have the means to get here. It's just that if you came from hundreds of millions of light years away; would you just stop to say hi to some guy named Ziggy? Then again that begs the question, would you travel through time just to say hi to some guy named Ziggy?

Your silence only proves your guilt.

I recently came across an article on wikipedia about a pope from the first century A.D. named Pope Formosus. Now when I read the biography part it was somewhat boring to tell the truth. However, when I scrolled down to the posthumous trial section of the article I was quite surprised. Admittedly I found it to be quite humorous that they bothered to dig up his grave, dress him up in papal vestments, and sit him up in a chair to face charges of transmigrating sees in violation of canon law, of perjury, and of serving as a bishop while actually a layman.

More information on the trial itself can be found in the Cadaver Synod article.

What's in a name?

Meh, guess I'll take the opportunity to say how I came up with the name of this blog. Yesterday I was getting ready to watch the four minute short from "Ai Yori Aoshi" titled "Speaking of Dreams". Not noticing the P I thought it said Seaking of Dreams. Yep that's how I came up with this blog's name, by misreading the episode title to an anime.