Ham

I've shared my steps into insanity, a few times.. heh. there were a few steps along the way.. One of them was a look into some kind of light, for about 1.5 seconds.. and that is all it took.. all but a mere skin of individuality left.. no, no drugs were involved.. then there was the WalMart visit. I think that was the "kicker".. no joke.. in one SOBER moment.. the employees looked like zombies.. maybe I shouldn't elaborate. But after that, I started to look and dig.. why was it what it was I was (am) seeing.. ha! The last time I heard grad students in a conversation with the words "Wal Mart" and "gross national product" mentioned.. it had my attention.. I sprung from my desk like a spring chicken.. I thought they said some correlation between wal mart and GPA.. grade point average.. and the people who were talking could see some kind of correlation between the two.. maybe this is more than what you are asking for.. but I've figured out a few things.. where I am or have become enlightened.. it alters me to the extent I cannot deny it, compromise, or whatever.. I will never buy again at Wal Mart.. Yeah, in other ways, I'm and *they* are as screwed up as I am. But we are working on that very problem..

Generally speaking.. I'd choose my grudge carefully. Usually one cannot hold more than one, and give the other its proper attention..

what is new nature, when all one can possibly be is old nature..

I've come to terms with the idea that said group was trying to sell a path to something that does not exist. The path they are trying to sell, that is. Not the "something"..

yep.. a thousand million questions.. that one plays in my head most of the time as well..

can you tell me, please don't tell me..

Sorry if it didn't work out.. sowie.. some questions, I end up at looking at old questions.. they always seem to beckon us..

its just the thought of us, so happy..

ah yes, questions 67 and 68..

god bless you.. who, whatever, whomever that (she he or it) might be friend.. I wish our dear friend Mr. Burns would translate it properly for us Yanks..

Very good to see you back.. I looked up the guy you quoted.. I'm impressed..

I'm still waiting for them.. you know. Somebody who would take the time to look ME up for a change.. not the other way around.. scary thoughts, eh? the organization won't measure to worth of a hill of beans in the next life.. no matter how ones religious persuasion looks at it..

Maybe the end evaluation of an organization might be.. at the end of the day, do you still (really) have friends..

sorry.. it's easier for a .. what were your words.. Ha! A sexual deviant (?) me, no. drunkard? perhaps at times, yes. to figure it out, for myself.. scary thoughts.. sorry, I'm not taking anything here personally, but on the other hand I am..

Christ.. just do your job, you internet searching and reporting sonsabitch.. do I have to tell you EVERYTHING? I mean.. what's the big deal here? There are what.. about a half dozen posts or so worth reporting.. friggin moron..

personally.. I think the older we become.. the more spiritual we become.. if we are lucky.. that does apply to those who run the vile organization.. if my premise is true.. how miserable must they be.. no, there is no antidote.. all I can think.. there is a place.. do we want to meet, or do we not.. *mr*(?) linder.. or pudgy once muscle bound replacement.. please forward these posts to the appropriate parties. thank you.

what I wonder is why *they* still consider the organization to be so important.. that's really it isn't it? Magnify a little known religious hoot above the bad manners and sins of it's founder and successor.. and successors.. is it just because of the MONEY they raked in in the "good years"? "if you continue on the right path mah son.. one day.. you will inherit the reins over an over-rated 501 C.." I really think they believe its the goose which laid the golden egg.. maybe rosie is really being merciful here.. those who want more in life absolutely have to look for sustenance, somewhere else.. scary thought isn't it. a "witch" with a (more than slightly twisted) conscience.. makes sense to me. "go figure it out.. just don't touch my junk.." though my impression was.. "don't mess with my hookah.." ah yes. Why the "greatness" of da organization.. I really think it is one of the proverbial love/hate relationships..

Naw.. I thought that was resurrection sunday witch hunts..

Death in the tall grass? Interesting.. maybe there is supposed to be some connection to da way- "mogged in an Ohio cornfield" might provide a more fitting comparison..

I find the details intriguing. EIGHT bedrooms, NINE (?) bathrooms.. and its only valued at 508,000? The only thing I can think.. either it's a deal of a lifetime, or its a real dump.. Apparently its does not have central air conditioning either..

ha! the second case stares me in the eyes, from one moment to the next.. hmm.. both cases are the same, aren't they.. will I ever recover from it.. hmm.. heh ah yes. I remember a conversation with a student from Mexico.. he is in the graduate program.. "well.. nothing is guaranteed, is it.." "nope".. only problem he will have is an unsurmountable bill, payable to his government.. I hope he gets what he wants in life here..

I hope the baby does not look like her. It would be the scene out of Rosemary's baby..

Ha! At least apple cores have a possibility of actually producing something.. ah yes.. was it a meeting in Greenville Michigan? Many years ago.. Free apples for the eating.. the instructions were for the most part.. "screw the cores into the ground.. one out of four of them will germinate.."..

why couldn't people just SERVE.. if that is what they wanted to do.. I find myself in the same situation.. sometimes I think the only reason I'm here, at some particular moment in time.. is to try to figure out how to help some student to pass Math 105.. I'd just give them all a free pass.. but there would be some serious consequences.. The Sowers people need me to teach an Algebra class.. Adjunct faculty.. then maybe we can think about Trigonometry, Geometry, Calculus.. Well. It's just a twisted dream.. I'll find it somewhere..

as far a corps "sponsorship".. it was JUST MONEY. *we* (or I) were every as much as "deceived" as the poor bloke who had the privilidge of sitting at "da man of gawd(?)'s" feet.. so we were flim flammed together.. I'm sorry it cost you in terms that it did not cost me.. but then again, it did cost me, didn't it..