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I just successfully "harvested" one of those little made in china light your driveway thingies.. I got three things. A real working solar cell, it produces about 1.9 volts in full sunlight, a white light emitting diode and a good nickel cadnium battery. now if I could get people to send me a few thousand of the units which inevitably will fail.. I could run all of my electronics here, except for the kitchen stove and furnace.. the problem is, these things sell for about 3.85 at the Big stores..

to some of you this might make sense.. I remember the early days of solar cells. They were horribly inefficient.. take lots of them to charge a 12 volt battery.. one guy says "don't like them? just send them to me.." and there were not many who replied, or sent.. Hmm.. maybe, just maybe.. that was what they greatly feared..

of course.. not just unemployed offshoot wanabes I'm sure. da way always has a *need*.. maybe rosies cats need a manicure.. well, better cause or use of the money than their usual alternatives.. send your pennies to: the Cat New Knoxville, Ohio. don't worry, *they* will know where to send it..

unless or until the arrival of "smart cash".. at which time they will tax the "bejesus" out of second rate unemployed snake oil salesmen..

If anyone wants to see the paper, I will email it..

reminds me of an old tv commercial.. "YOU got flax seed in MY familia.." "No, YOU got familia in my flax seed.."

or maybe.. maybe chrissy poo was possessed with da spirit of wienerville, and the fine lady was merely operating da manifestation of discerning of spirits.. laughing or not.. I think any of the above might be a reasonable explanation. but chrissy possessed with familiar spirits? I don't think so.. he wasn't (isn't) that important to da devil spirit "relm".. he's just a small player. A small devil.. very, very, small..

I wonder if the girl who saw chrissy poos face morph into that of herr vicster, had previously taken lotsa LSD and was sleep deprived at the time..

Interesting.. well. I don't think its the hallucinations fault or anything.. it's what you DO with it.. there are a few good reasons why I don't shop at wally mart. something like the employees one fine evening looking like the unliving dead.. the dream state is useful.. kind of points the way to reality at times.. I think that's what acid did for, or to some people.. and sometimes the dream was terrifying.. so I looked up the Big Corporation. The resulting paper not only documented to me personally, why the employees appeared in the form of da living dead, but it also got an A, and enthusiastic cheering from the professor.. no joke.. and there wasn't a single familiar spirit I had to cite as my source..

ah yes.. seeing da clone's face morph into herr victer's.. I've had a few experiences that might be described as a waking or wide awake dream.. it's even worked with a couple of rather hard math problems I've been working on.. so the brain goes into some kind of *sober* dream state.. tries to interpret the information in some kind of semi-logical way.. It's really a gift, when it happens. So what was the lady really seeing when she saw chrissy poos face morph to herr doc..? I think the interpretation was.. "he is (was) (going to be) the same set of nonsense.." and it may have been just that simple of an explanation. No familiar spirits or anything else of the sort..

I know.. it is kind of "unthinkable".. but you guys had (at least some of you) had to supply schedules of teeth flossing, potty breaks and even scheduled sex.. how did *they* know you actually did what you supposedly signed on the line to do? anybody ever "confronted" for not keeping one's agreement? I don't think we'll ever figure out even half of the boundaries these bastards violated.. wires *everywhere* kind of says it all..

I could describe a way to keep da vicster's grave weed free..

Unless you guys watched videos during potty breaks, it seems the only other alternative reason for running video to (from) a bathroom might be.. what? the rome city and emporia campuses are probably like the American Embassy in Moscow.. they finally had to tear it down to find (and get rid of) all the bugs..

maybe she quotes psalms 139:22 every waking hour.. its called "holding a grudge".. so I Cor. 13 ish..

because its so "biblical" or something. At least that kind of behavior is DESCRIBED in the bible..

So I wonder.. what has become of the pair? I mean.. psychologically or otherwise.. they were sent on a *mission* to "hunt down" those who were like them.. I mean, I'd feel like I was a cannibal or something.. eating my own flesh.. for da "cause"..

Do you have a rough date that the photo was taken? They look happy enough.. and who is who? Are the names listed in order, left to right? The lady on the right looks very familiar..

Just wonder.. what is MSP and what staff duty was he performing to be in their apartment? I guess that's the first question on your topic..

Would you suggest that they run for pres as a "couple"?

and then the date herr vicster "completed his coursework for da doctorate".. when's that fit in this India trip timeline? I think it was early early sixties.. maybe I'm wrong..

Just wonder, where does "accused of having indiscretions with church secretary" play in the timeline here? I think it's not too far off the topic. Herr vicster would have a *serious* ax to grind with the denomination.. would give him a pretty good motive to do and say what he did..

there's just one thing.. who paid for da hounds dog tags? I mean.. bite me if you want, but it can't go well.. there were reasons rosie ran him off on a rail. mainly because he sold what was worth (perhaps) millions for a stinking, single can of gas.. does this make sense? Apparently rosie sold what *was* for a lot more.. just a thought. Take it as you will..

Quite interesting.. and these guys don't get it.. all of this "deviltry" and such as they see it.. is an invitation to friendship.. I won't say they will *never* see it.. because they might..

naw.. lets give them a *small* break. It's not the bosses.. it's the rest of creation to be worried about.. every little act of flamboyant arrogantism.. every stupid move you make in da name of gawd.. it will come back to hound you..

bugged? that is nothing.. compared to being subjected to da Squirrel who Observes..