Brain Fart #876754 and #2587412- Names and Gas Trucks

#1- Hi my name is :)

I wonder if someday someone will be named ":)" emotion icon for smile?

Can you be named punctuation mark? If you could be named a proper noun like this you could never be a wink " ;)" Since the first letter would have to be capitalized. I find this very troubling.


#2 - I wonder if gas tankers will start to carry armed guards as the price goes up? Kind of like an armored car does for money? Full tanker can be worth $50,000 to $100,000 k not bad for a quick stick up.

I wonder if the current price decrease is because of the laws China enacted to clean the air for the Olympics. The are telling you who can drive by if your plates are Odd numbered or even. If they are odd you can drive on certain days if you have an even plate the others days. If you are caught driving on the wrong day you face tough penalties. I wonder if we will see armed guards after the Olympics is over and the prices go back up.

Weekend ReCap

Friday

Cleaned

Read: My Horizontal Life by Chelsea Handler - You know what I didn't like it. It wasn't as funny as the last one it was kind of monotone. I don;t really like reading about the sex lives or dating habits of other people. I think I am actually sick of her now. I think reading about this stuff is actually sad. Live your own life and have your own one night stands.


Saturday

Had a decadent party - Fiesta theme complete with pinata, tequila, and chips. Needless to say I drank way to much.

Tailgate


Sunday

Watched Meet Bill. This movie hit home. Not super stellar but it was one of those where I was in the tight place to appreciate its message.

Went for a walk and then a bike ride just tooling around the city thinking about what I want to do next....TBD

Public Service Announcement

I was told to design a presentation for the "General Public."

I voiced my concerns that I found this greatly troubling as I am not sure how the general public differs from the regular Public. Which portion am I in? How do I know? I am a part of some fraction that is outside of the general public? What if I design my presentation for the wrong audience?

When I asked if I could have funds to explore this subgroup of public.

This presentation quickly was given to someone else:)

I was told instead that I could work on the "Future Plan"

You can see where this is going?

You mean plan and event to plan in the future?

I am surprised I am still employeed

Dream of the First Green State - Minnesota

Why don't we take a section of a sparsely populated potion of the state, say a million acres along the South Dakota \ Minnesota border. Put up the worlds largest solar and wind farm. This would generate 6 times the current energy needs of the state, making us not only energy independent but also the largest exporter of green energy.

Thinks about it we could even build fuel cell factories along the edge of these farms converting the solar and wind produced energy into fuel cells for cars.

We could take the billions we are currently thinking about contributing to oil exploration (That takes years to pan out) and start marking our freedom today.

If we used state funds to create this energy surplus and had excess supply to sell Minnesotans would get rebates similar to the oil rebates given to Alaskans.

Imagine the jobs this would create, Imagine the businesses that could be lured here if they didn't have to pay utilities, (Amounts to a tax break) Imagine the people who would be drawn to a green state, Imagine Minnesota the example for the world.

Imagine being part of something you could be proud of....

I want to believe in us again. I want to believe we can tackle the problems we face.

I just wish someone would quit politicking long enough to lead us there.

Sorry #1 and #2 I Only Have Eyes for #3

We have all heard the term, "Third times the charm." Meaning the first and the second tries at what ever sucked.

If this is true I wonder how people who were born 1st or 2nd feel?

What if their parents gave up defeated before #3?

If you are on your first or second love are you just running out the clock? Waiting for the other shoe to fall?

How many things do you get right on the first time?

Do we put so much pressure on ourselves to succeed right away that we are afraid to try?

As a rule I hate rule of thumb platitudes like this aimed at making failure feel better. Sometimes you just can't get back up on that horse....ask Christopher Reeves.

You Know Your a Country Girl....

Only girls who grew up in the country refer to themselves as "city girls" after they move to the city. I find this interesting for some reason.

You never hear a girl born in the city call herself a city girl. It is just a given and they have no frame of reference or are unaware of the contrast.

This is what makes country girls who move to the city appeal to me. They are multi-dimensional. There scope of life has more depth and I find it enduring.

Only when you have experienced both sides of the coin can you make such an assertion.

For The Birds

This blog is my archive.
A bread crumb trail of thoughts.
Left by a man wandering down a path of madness.
Or the sanest reality the world has ever known...

Weekend ReCap

Friday

Dinner @ The Monte Carlo

Drinks @ Tailgate


Saturday

Rented a boat on the St Croix and tooled around Hitting some sandbars for some afternoon cocktails.

Dinner @ Moose

Drinks Bogeys

Read: The Post American World by Fareed Zakaria. And immediately put a buy recommendation on it for every American. It is the most realistic view I have read to date about Americas place in the world. With a realistic looks at China, India and Americas place in the world.

Sunday

Putzed around the house, Mowed, Trimmed Bushes, Cleaned. (I figured this counts as exercise right?)

Bucket List and Tag

I am going to combine a two posts here I was tagged by Spirophita and pondering what I have to live for.

I have been feeling a little down and out wondering what is the point of struggling through one day just to struggle through the next? What is the point of life? What do I want to get out of it? What is left? Is the only point to have a few more good days? If that is the case I have already had enough....

So I spent the night pondering what is my carrot? What is going to get my ass through the next 40 years?

I have morphed this tag about six random things about me into six things I want to do before I die.

1.)Finish writing and publish two more books and publish an anthology of 2000 of my best journal entries.

2.) Successfully sell one patent or launch one business that makes money. (I have sold three and have barley broken even for the effort but I know one of these are going to pop)

3.) Have two buildings that I have designed built. I have the raw sketches. I just need a person with a hundred million dollars or more to build them. I don't even care if I get the credit for it. I just want to see them in a sky line some where in the world.

4.) Complete an a year long Asian vagabonding run that touches China, Japan, Australia and many more locations.

5.) Become fluent in Spanish and Latin dancing and enter into a contest in South America.

6.)After 20 years with the woman I love still be able to look into her eyes and know I love her and she loves me.

That is my carrot..

Nothingness

I am a battery,
In a dimming corporate flashlight.
Inserted in a cubical cocoon,
To extract wattage from my brain,
In exchange for all this nothingness.

I am in the matrix.
Coded by manners,
Social norms.
Enforced by passive aggressive,
Verbal whipping,
and ostracize -ation.
Bless you Mr. Smith.

I am a model.
Everyday I am in a fashion show,
A fitness contest,
A car show,
Trade journal,
Better homes and gardens.
I always score at the bottom.

I am page 398 news.
They must be out of ink.
Nothings there.
Like my story never existed.
It isn't reader friendly.
Like I never mattered.


(Sometimes I wondered if my hatred of all of this nothingness around me is because I have been enlightened to the point where I can reject it on my own terms or is because I am jealous that I don't have more better, newer and I am trying to appease my damaged ego....I wonder if it can be both)

Brian in Minneapolis
AKA
Bizzio Von Stuffensnatch (1977 - )