5/25/2008 - Would you like some glass with that?

Well you know how there are somethings in which there is like a 1 in the million chance of happening? Well that is just the sort of thing that is likely to happen to me.

I am sure most of us are familair with Gran's they make the pre-made dough for like biscuts, and breadsktics, and crustants, and so forth, that you just have to put on a pan and bake.

Well I was making Jumbalah for dinner, and thought it would be nice to have some bread with it, and there was no fresh bread in the house at the time, and so I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do, and we usually have some of those around the house, so I was looked in the fridge and found some, and I usually prefer the breadsticks, so I pull out the container for the breadsitcks, and open it up, and I am pulling off the strips of dough to put on the pan for the breadsticks, when I feel something like sharp and hard poking me in the dough and I was like what is that? So I start pulling the dough apart and I kid you not, there were little bits of broken glass within the dough.

So I ended up just throwing it all out.

5/25/2008 - Would you like some glass with that?

5/25/2008 - The Death of the Heart

I loved this quote from a book I am currently reading, The Death of the Heart

Girls make a mistake in trying to be attractive in ways that simply lose them a man's resepct.

5/23/2008 - Quote of the Week

I love this one

A woman who cannot be ugly is not beautiful --Karl Kraus

5/23/2008 - Open Your Eyes

Open Your Eyes

Died like an angel

all for your halo

but you never saw it

when it was coming down

never wanted it

just a taste of it

Already too late

standing at heavens gate

what a martyr you'd make

never wanted it

just a state of it

All the wrong reasons

you committed your heart to treason

now that you finally see

never wanted it

just a taste of it

They try to fly

on paper wings

the Golden Kingdom

painted in rust

only the dust

the harpstrings all out of tune

the halo askewed

never wanted it

just a taste of it

Died for nothing

but a mirage

a distant dream

Everything to live for

now that you see

took your life away

for a shiny veneer

never wanted it

just a taste of it

A chorus of angels

their songs all broken

a poor mans token

never wanted it

just a taste of it

You were carried away

by a hallowed truth

so empty inside

the paradise you so believed

never wanted it

just a taste of it

died like an angel

just for your halo

what a martyr you'd make

if only you could see

see the truth denied

see what they hide

behind it all

you never saw it

coming

down

never wanted it

just a taste of it

now that you see

already too late

died like an angel.

5/22/2008 - The Fallen

The Fallen

We fall

and when we do

we make a beautiful descent

Slow at first

caressing

a soft flutter

stealing the breath

heartbreaking

Then it rises

into a cascading

crescendo

always graceful

elegant

awe-inspiring

Sprawling

downward

still in dignity

painfully stunning

radiating

Beyond reach

with the rains

heavenly tears

for we fall

forever descending

but always exquisite

5/21/2008 - Darwin Winner

I wanted to offer my congratulations to a young Finnish man who has done the world at large a favor by removing himself from society via his own stupidity. 

He and some of his friends were staying at this hotle when the others in thier party decided to go to bed a young Finnish man 29 years old, and one of his friends, decided to stay up and have a spitting contest over the balcony of the hotel. When the honoree of this little story, got the brilliant idea to give himself a running start. He backed up into the hotel room, and ran acorss the room, out the door to the balcony, but becasue of the moentum he gained, when he reached the rail of the balcony, and leaned over to unleash, he ended up going right over the side. I do not know how many stories it was that he fell, but enough so that it killed him.

5/21/2008 - Chasing Dragons

Chasing Dragons

I feel an infliction coming on

just like an addiction

feel its strong raging

through my blood

it won't be long

until my fall

but I welcome it

Want to disappear inside of you

cravings pull me down

torn up on the inside

waiting for your blood

to sustain me

I am infected

like an addict

all crazy in my mind

my soul split in two

Need to feed on my pain

dissolve into your blood stream

I've lost myself

just for one taste

Now I am fixated

with no escape

but another needle in the eye

let me destroy myself

before I destroy you

Just looking for a reason

to dig a little deeper

held on the leash by the need

I would swim in your cells

like a disease

So please

cut me to the bone

before I wither and die

and suck you into the abyss

I have been infatuated

for the beast that lies inside

always too late

to hesitate

so let my simply

evaporate

5/21/2008 - International Literature

A while back I posted a list of books called My Personal Reading List, which was a collection of books gathered from the recomendations of others on Non-American/English liteature. So I thought I would post ratings and prehaps breif reviews about each of the books I have read from that list.

Anna Karnine ~ Tolstoy

Rating: * * * *

I found this to be a rather charming, though not nessciarly happy, and interesting book upon love and relationships, it is the story that looks at several different relationships, and how each individual previces there loves, and thier ideas about relationships, from the devoted faithful young couple struggling through marraige, to the adultress, and a devoted loving wife, with the womanizing husband. This book is very passionate and moving, but it also gives a rather realistic glimpse into life and love.

Books in Progress:

Madame Bovary

5/19/2008 - Oh Jesus

I love irony. There are just some things you come across in day to day life, that one just could not make up that really are quite amusing. And to me some of the best kind if irony, is the unintended kind. I wish I had my camera with me, and that I was not in the car driving past, so I could have taken a picture of this, for it really was quite classic. 

As I was on my way home from dinner, by the roadside there was a cannel, and graffitied onto one of the cement walls of the canal was a heart with the words "I Love You Jesus" and than a little cross under that. So someone trespassed on, and than defaced private property, as a means to express there love for Jesus.

5/17/2008 - 100 Greatest Books - Update

I came acros this list of what are considered to be the 100 greatest books of the 20th century, I decided that I would reach each of these books, here is the list of books I have read. The numbders in front of the title is the order they appear on the list. The * are a sort of 5 star rating system for how well I liked the book. I will also list if any the books I am in the progress of reading.

TBA = To Be Announced

2.The Great Gastby * * * *

10. The Grapes of Wrath * * *

41. Lord of the Flies * * * *

45. The Sun Alos Rises * * * *

48. The Rainbow * * * *

64. The Catcher in the Rye * * * * *

78. Kim * * *

88.The Call of the Wild * * * * *

93. The Maugs * * * * *

21. Henderson the Rain King * * * *

69. The House of Mirth* * * * *

13. 1984 * * *

20. Native Son * * *

9. Sons and Lovers * * * *

31. Animal Farm * * *

3. A Portrait of the Artist As A Yong Man * *

58. The Age of Innocence * * *

15. To The Lighthouse * * *

25. A Passage To India * * * *

65. A Clockwork Orange * * * *

34. A Handful of Dust * * * *

Books in Progress:

The Death of the Heart

5/17/2008 - Reading List - Update

Here is a list of books I am currently reading. I will keep it updated as I finnish books and start new books.

The Book of Shadows

The Initiate Brother

The Name of the Rose

Exit to Eden

The Tommyknockers

Wizards First Rule

People of the Earth

Caravan To Xanadu

The Fire of Heaven

The Witch of Cologne

The Fountainhead

5/17/2008 - Winter Lover

Winter Lover

Dreams of snow

so far away

a longing for the fresh breath

like a long awaited lover's kiss.

Yearning for rains

tender cool fingers

to caress the flesh

heavenly as a loved ones hands.

Basking in the moon

shining beauty

haunting high above

piercing as gazing

in a tempters eyes.

Winds to embrace

stirring the flesh

comfort yet intensity

as the arms of a man.

Hope drifting by

at a time when they seem

most unlikely to be realized

left cast aside

abandoned by the

coldness.

5/16/2008 - Quote of the Week

This one just amused me

What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice -- Charles Baudelaire

5/16/2008 - Bunco

Well I was close to right. The name of the game I had mentioned in an earlier post is acutally Bonco or Bunco. Though my memory did fail me a bit. It is acutally a dice game not a card game. I decided to do some research upon the game becasue I was currious as to just where it came from and such.

Here is a basic overview of the game:

Strictly speaking, Bunco is a game of dice, played in rounds. Players take turns rolling the dice and trying to accumulate as many points as possible to win each round. The game is played at tables of four in competing teams of two.

Players score points by rolling three dice and trying to match the number they're supposed to roll for that round. They get a point for each die that rolls the number, and if all three roll the number they score 21 points. They also score 5 points for rolling three of a kind of any other number. They get to keep rolling as long as they score one or more points with each roll. Once they fail to score they pass the dice to their left and the opposing team gets a chance to score.

During each round the teams at the Head Table try to score 21 points. The first team to score 21 points wins the round and play stops. At all other tables play stops when the Head Table play stops and the team with the highest score at each lower table wins the round.

At the end of the round players change seats, the winners at each of the lower tables move up a table, and the losers at the head table move to the lowest table. Players also switch partners at the end of the round, so you never play with the same partner twice in a row.

During play, players track the number of rounds they win and lose as a team, and the number of Buncos scored individually, on their personal scorecard. At the end of the night wins/losses and Buncos are tallied and prizes awarded.

Here is a little history on the game:

Bunco dates back to the late 1800's and was played by groups of women, school children, and couples. The old fashioned game of the future is becoming ever more popular at parties, social events, and new groups are popping up across the country.

This progressive dice game, under it's original name of 8 - Dice Cloth was played in England during the 18th century. It was unknown in the United States until 1855, when it was introduced into San Francisco during the Gold Rush by a crooked gambler. This shady character, traveling from the East to West coast had made many stops in route to the California gold fields. He also made various changes to the gambling game he called Banco. After a few years the game and activity was re-christened Bunco or Bunko. During this same period, a Spanish card game, Banca, and it's Mexican derivative, Monte, were also introduced to the population of San Francisco. Bunco Dice and Bunco Cards were combined to form a more efficient method of separating the hard working citizens from their money at numerous gambling locations. These locations were known as Bunco parlors. Hence, the word Bunco came to be a general term that applied to all scams, swindling and confidence games. After the civil war and into the turn of the century, Bunco flourished as the population grew and the economy recovered. Between 1870 & 1880 in virtually every large city in the country, Bunco- Banco games were in operation. Some Bunco locations were furnished elaborately while others resembled professional offices.

During the 1880's and into the mid 1890's, Bunco was played in Texas & Oklahoma, through Kansas & Missouri, in towns and cities along the Ohio and Mississippi rivers , and from New York to the Great Lake states. Through the Victorian era and prior to WWI, Bunco had achieved permanent placement as a traditional family or parlor game, promoting social interaction. During this period Bunco groups consisting of 8-12 people and as many as 20 people enjoyed an evening of food, drink, conversation, and friendly competition. During prohibition and the roaring 20's, the infamous Bunco gambling parlors resurfaced in various regions of the US The most notorious speak-easies and Bunco dice parlors were located in and around Chicago, Illinois. The term "Bunco Squad" referred to the detectives who raided these establishments!

After prohibition Bunco group activity declined in the major cities of the country, but spread to the suburbs as housing development and the migratory population expanded nationally. Not much was heard about Bunco activity from 1940-1980. (WW II, Korea, Vietnam.) Since the early 1980's Bunco group activity has increased due to a combination of circumstances; a return to traditional family values , a sense of neighborhood & community and, the desire & need for social interaction. Traditionally most Bunco groups consist of 12 players (usually groups of women & occasionally couples.) Kids are even beginning to play at parties & other social events. Playing Bunco is great way to maintain relationships and make new friends.

This was just amusing, it is the dictionary difinition of the word Bunco:

A swindle in which an unsuspecting person is cheated; a confidence game.

5/16/2008 - Red Sky

5/15/2008 - Nostalgia

They were talking about video games on the radio, as that is always a popular issue, and than one person called in about how he and his wife and thier friends play WoW and such, and the guys on the radio, was talking about how really that is not so different than back in the day when people would through bridge parties and sit around to play bridge, and well that just got me thinking.

Back in the day when I was younger, I remember every new years my aunt would have this part, win which we would play this really elaborate card game that lasted almost all night. I cannot remeber what it was called, but I keep wanting to call it Blanco, but I am pretty sure that is not right. I do not know where the game first came from, or where my aunt heard about it, and I think when he played there were prizes involved for the winner.

Now it has been a while, but this is the best of my memory of the game. There were all these different tables set up in my aunts house, and groups would gather around the tables, and it was some sort of card game you played, but than I think in addition, each player had this little like score card thing, and you would play this card game, and than after so long, a bell would ring, and at that point, whoever had the most points marked it on thier card and than everyone rotated to another table, and it would go on like that, you would move from table to table playing with different people all the time, and each time you won you marked it on your card, and than when someone had thier card filled out they would have to shout out the name of the game in order to offcially win.

5/15/2008 - Average Joe

One of the things I do not like about the university I am going to is the fact that it seems to lack a certain individuality there. What I mean is, that everyone just appears to be so average or normal in the way in which they dress. Though often times, I can be just a jeans and t-shirt kind of person, I also have been known to be rather quirky and have my own sense of style. I will just wear whatever I want to wear, what I think looks cool. And i love wearing clothes I think touch back to the Middle Ages, or the Renssicance, also like a little vintage/victorian flare. I love tunics, and shalls and capes and cloaks and sashes, and so forth. Let us just say when I go to a Ren. Fiar, the sort of things I wear to "dress up" basicaly consist of my regular daily clothes.

Now it is true that becasue of my transportation issue was of the moment, (i.e. me not yet having my drivers liscense) I only attend an off site campus that is closer to my house, and I have only a few times been to the main University Campus when I needed to buy books at the campus book store for classess.

But when I was attending Community College, there was a lot more sense of style, and individuality there, more people that could apperciate my off-beat sense. I would get people that complimented me on my cape and other such things, and really dug my digs.

But at the university, everyone just looks like everyone else, I do not really feel a particular inclination towd anyone, though for the most part they all seem nice enough, but well just a bit bland for my general taste. I do not think I have yet had one class where I saw someone that just reall struck me. They all look the same, they are like from a different realm than me, and I do not feel as if I am really one of them, or that I fit in among thier kind.

Now granted I am the last person in the world to attend school of the sake of wanting to socialize, and I am perfectly content to just keep to my own but nonetheless I do not mind the passing aquintence, and back at DVC (The community college) there were a few people that did catch my eye, and well I would have people ask me to read Tarot for them as it got to be rather well known that I was a Pagan. And this might sound a bit contradictory, but though I do not like to socialize, I do enjoy good conversation now and than, perhaps that is one of the reasons I like the interenet.