Samuel Langhorne Clemens aka Mark Twain

The first book I ever read was read to me before falling asleep at night by my mother.  It was Huck Finn by Mark Twain.   You can find some of his works online to read at the following locations:

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Fun with Overly Clean People

One time one of my super clean-nik compulsive friends was once talking to another friend of the same ilk.

Person A said  …… “gee I have to put my shoes away at night on a shoe stand.”

Person B says   …..  “Yes I do too but I have to make sure to put the shoe laces down the tops of the shoes.   Do you do that?”

—- a few days later —-

Person B says to Person A “Ever since you told me the thing about the shoe laces I have had to start doing that!”

I was listening in and realized that making up cleaning ideas for compulsives can be fun. Every time person B would stop by I would make up a new cleaning tip for him.  Being compulsive he could not help but to incorporate my helpful tip into his disentropic regimen.

The Wheels of Enlightenment

To be enlightened in this world requires a patience of mind.  Elements in the world of man competes to sell you their ideas and therefore yoke you to their cause.  It is this lack of objectivity that results in so much confusion.  Everyone sells their product with effusive phrasing that suggests theirs is the best thing since sliced bread.  This is where the patience I spoke of is essential.   It is only by seeing enough occurences in this world play out that you can divine the real from the imaginary and the fake from the counterfeit and the good from the evil.

It helps to seek the gurus all around you.   If you ask 100 people the same question 99 will have wrong answers.  The 100th person will be right.  Study the people around you and what they are good at.  Then you can access the right person for the particular skill you need to access.    Good luck and I am always here ready to talk with you no matter where you are on Earth.

The 3 days idea situation internalization rule of highly constrained imagination in knowledge work

When doing hard core high testosterone engineering I learned something about my machine.  Designing cutting edge RF circuit cards was a highly constrained exercise in the use of imagination for creativity. Highly constrained creativity is the type Richard Feynman talked about when he talked about creativity and physics.  He liked it more because it was creativity and imagination you could actually DO something with other than write yet another BS filled science fiction movie with John Travolta in alien drag. Imagine you are working on a highly constrained creativity project.  You start packing your head full of all the constraints.  For example you want to design a new car.  The constraints might be:  1- have 4 wheels  2- get 200 miles per gallon  3- plug in hybrid electric  4- use gasoline, alcohol   5- go 200 miles per hour What I discovered was that if you pack your head full of all the information about a design task for 3 days straight on the 3rd day is when you start to get the really good ideas.  Up till then the results of your constraints and your imagination are not fully cooked.

Carrie and the Retarded Rapist

I had a female roomate once. Carrie was an extremely fun and interesting person.  She told the story once of an attempted rape. She was working at a summer camp and was riding her bike to town. The camp was in rural Illinois. She was riding along and man grabbed her handle bars and pulled her into a corn field.  The guy was obviously not quite right.  He told her to take her clothes off.  She said "I am not going to fight you and I'm not going to tell anyone about this"   Well as it turns out the guy could not get an erection.  He needed the increased blood pressure do to the rush of a struggling woman to get hard.  He finally gave up.  She promptly went to the police and he was arrested.  Retardo Maltaban had done some sort of similar assault before were he had raped someone and had finally been released only to do it again.  If more women kept cool heads in tough situations the world would do better.  And the retard?   Rape used to be a capital crime.  These people should not reproduce. 

Cleaning Up The Past – Memories of a Green Spotted Jaquar

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I'm cleaning up this place because I'm planning on making a big move. I ran across this momento and decided its time to let go of it.  Its the cake decoration from a cake that was delivered to me at Honeywell on my 30th birthday.  The bird is a vulture. It was a "death because you are 30 years old" theme cake.  It was from a girl who was crazy beautiful and crazy-crazy.  I first spotted her at Squaw Peak when I was driving in to park and hike.  I took one look and was amazed by beautiful and vibrant she appeared.  I' would never end up dating her would I?  She looked directly in through my windshield with a penetrating look.  

Later on top of the mountain I encountered her with her male friend and introduced myself.  In those days I was pretty enough to pull off such an introduction while a lady was on a date.  Turns out she was getting a math/physics degree from NAU and she is very intelligent. But then super attractive super intelligent women have alot of options don't they? Its remarkable what a little mental instability can do to make a very attractive girl even more attractive. This elusive animal that you seek in the endless maze that is dating hoping not to see the elusive prey scurry off beyond your reach. You have to have be elusive yourself and lure them to you.  Once they are in close enough you can latch on and give it your best shot to make them your own.  Of course the most likely scenario is that you should be trying to keep this sort of green spotted jaguar.  They'll most likely turn on you and claw you in their need to escape just as this one did to me. 

We went out once and had a good time but she was elusive. I tried the good boy routine with signalling the wide open I am all yours approach and it did not work.  At the point I lapsed back into my normal routine of chatting up all the pretty ones on Squaw Peak.  On several occassions as she descended she would pass me walking up with a pretty thing.  It was not long before she made herself more available.  At that point we had a good 4 monthes together where I have to saw I quite enjoyed myself.

Being the tenacious monkey that I am I kept track all these years.  She ended up marrying a fellow that now suffers taking care of her a bit like a child because you see when you have so many options you can afford to lean on people.  If said people complain you move on to your next option and essentially that is what she did with me when I did not give her exactly what she wanted in spite of my trying.

Oh well. What might have been with a little more willingness to work on her part. I will always remember this time and how it lead to a much more fully actualized person and a much happier me.  At least its not me baby sitting her.  Me? I want a partner. So it is time to let go.. Bye Bye Birdie. Danna whereever you are I hope you are happy and having a good time. I will never forget our adventures.