The Actual Dull Moments...ok so I lied...Please note that the blog has been consolidated @ www.itamra.com/blah. Please update your bookmarks. You are also being auto-directed to this location.March Already?
I know February is a short month, but it came and went. Crazy weather everywhere - north, south, east and west. More and more crazy situations showing up in news: people killing their kids over not eating sandwiches, mothers who can't cope alone raising kids, so they're killed while father stands around looking blank faced, serial killer sitting right next to neighbors even in church for over 30 years like "nothing is wrong", a never ending war in the middle east, hundreds of children disappearing or being neglected at home worldwide, but only one type makes national news consistently with a sense of urgency, and lots of other crazy news. And top priority tonight: The Oscars. And the year has just begun. *sigh* Chile, if these ain't signs, I don't know what to tell ya. Time to get right with the man upstairs before it's too late. Playing games with people, plotting and planning twisted evil, and dealing with nonsense ain't gonna get it. Then again, when HAS IT?
Too Many Great Ones Going At Once
What a day. First, I hear an icon from movie "Animal House", John "Dean Wormer/Mr. Big" Vernon died. Then, shortly after that I get an e-mail bulletin that activist and actor, Ossie Davis had died. So shocked, thought it was some sort of typo, only to find out it's real. Seeing him is a constant reminder of all the struggles of African-Americans from 1870 to 1980, and how he continued to maintain his dignity even during the most dehumanizing times. He was a constant reminder of the tireless works of both Dr. King and Malcolm X. Still loving that dinner movie scene from "Jungle Fever", and, of course, "I brought you into this world, I'll take you out" scene with him and Gator in "Jungle Fever" as well. He lived a well-lived and non-wasted life. Then, what seemed like a good guys taken down double-whammy, the news of boxing great and humanitarian, Max Schmeling dying hit television news. So many people judged him incorrectly, but never took the time to find out about this extraordinary, yet quiet man.
Where's Your Stalker Exchange Department?
Umm... dayum! I couldn't even get a smart stalker. I've got the stupidest, non-spelling one. And here's where the brightness aspect comes in. They go through such a dramatic effort to email me directly via my contact page, which is done by a human, and does this from an AOL account, which is typically done via a phone line, and which is linked to their credit card and name. Then sends the dumbest email asking about someone I hardly even know, then when regretfully told (should have just ignored them, but you never know) "sorry, you must have me confused with someone else", continues to send "cat and mouse" emails, and then when trapped like a dumb rat, plays the "somebody's been breaking into my email accounts, it must be you", but of course NOT with all those literate words. The email was filled with typo, after typo, after typo. Yeah... umm... ok, surely there's a pill for that kind of stupidity. It's like stalker: get a clue...my daily priorities do not involve hatching out cartoonish plans against losers I could really care less about. And if I'm that talented, wouldn't I want to apply "hacking" skills for something profitable, instead of a non-profitting delusional non-spelling loser? My day actually involves realistic things like eating, sleeping, rebuilding and living, including living and rebuilding as far away from losers who can't get a clue, or just ignoring them or using them for entertainment like now. But apparently their day DOES involve cartoonish dramas, which confirms I have a really stupid stalker. *Sigh* Maybe I can upgrade my stalker for a Dennis Haysbert or Tom Welling/Clark Kent type.
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