Democracy is a wonderful invention, for if you gather enough stupid people in the same place, they will end up making so many dumb decisions that they eventually destroy themselves. It is the extension of Darwinism from nature into society.

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.

By Gwendolyn Brooks

I have a shirt of water resistance +5. Dead serious.

I’ll wash it. When I take it out of the washer it’s so dry that I can literally wear it immediately. Meanwhile, all the other laundry is soaking wet, but this one shirt remains dry. It happens every time. Now I need one of those “+50% greed” or whatever they are which lets me make more money, and I’m all set. Me, my shirt of water resistance, my sock (?) of +50% greed, and my fortune.

I’m pleased. I had 1.5 hour extra today so I read 9 feed entries. Only 2982 to go!

I can only guess at the amount of emails/day it takes for a person to whip up something like this — I got it as a response to an email I sent just now:
[This message was generated by an automated system.]

I am not on vacation, but I am at the end of a long time delay. I am
located somewhere on Earth, but as far as responding to email is concerned,
I appear to be well outside the solar system.

After your message arrives at [domain], I will collect it in my next batch of
incoming mail, some time within the following 24 hours. I will spend much
of the following day reading that batch of mail and will come across your
message at some point. If I can write a response for it immediately, the
response will go out in the next outgoing batch–typically around 24 hours
after I collected your message, but occasionally sooner or later than that.
As a result, you should expect a minimum delay of between 24 and 48 hours in
seeing any response to your mail to me.

If you are having a conversation with me, please keep in mind that each
message you receive from me is probably a response to the mail you sent 24
to 48 hours earlier, and any subsequent mail you sent has not yet been seen
by me.

This guy is trying a new venue. He’s simply asking me for cash, because I live in the western world. After all, everyone in the western world has money to hand off to random people emailing them. Gotta give it to him though. He’s at least being honest.

From: “Mou Xinsheng.” <”Mou _1″@yahoo.com>

To: me

Hello,
I want to solicit your attention to recieve money on my behalf.The purpose of my contacting you is because you live in western world.When you reply this message,i will send you the full details and more information about myself and the funds.

My personal email is :mou_xinsheng176@yahoo.com
Thank you.

Mou Xinsheng.

I was reading the Wikipedia article about China and spotted this in the middle of a paragraph:

“A peasant named Zhu Yuanzhang overthrew the Mongols in 1368 and founded the Ming Dynasty, which lasted until 1644. ”
Dude’s a hero for sure.

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2006/10/19/us_space_policy/

Space = the 51st state? Lovely. Want some fries with that megalomania, Mr. President?

I wrote this this morning. I am simply posting it now plus adding the picture.
If not for my lap top I’d be in complete darkness now. It is 5 am and there’s no electricity in my house.

Enrogue’s down. I give a fleeting thought to the people out there who might want the “portraits site” or the various other ones out there (Sixdays.. right. He might want to write a blog entry. Or Nicole…).

I have no lights. It is night, and night is by nature black. We humans simply chose to override, ignore and revert, but nature sometimes makes itself remembered. I stumble into the kitchen and drink from a bottle of water and look outside, at the stark blackness of the world.

It is unusual for me to yearn for times lost. Maybe it is the history classes I’ve been taking lately; maybe it’s that I’m getting of age to think such things, but I did. The magnificence of darkness… I wanted to experience those times when night was night, black was black, day was not.

I am tired of pollution and global warming, terrorism and population crises. It’s no wonder people out there get sucked into fantasy worlds. I’d rather wield a sword and stab a dragon in the eye too. The darkness outside reminded me of this all. The mistakes we’ve made to get this far, and I wondered if we remember them all still.

I took a picture (it took awhile to find my digital camera). The picture is of my cell phone lying on my table against the window. The picture isn’t of any spectacular quality or anything. The light from that cell phone was my only source of light. Under normal circumstances it is not a light at all, but here it became a damn star. This is what my apartment looked like, with the windows open:

I haven’t written in awhile, but I really felt unable to not say this…

My teacher in Society fucking rocks. She’s my hero. (And no, she doesn’t read this blog, so no comments about me sucking up to get good grades now, y’hear!)
Tres all!