I've been hanging my hat on old things. I'm no longer in the military, haven't done martial arts in years, a bit outta shape, barely game (mostly WOW now) and I don't work with dead bodies or grid squares anymore. Pretty much done with my degree, just waiting on the thesis confirmation and I'm not planning on any schooling for a while a guess. What ( Read more... )

I just read an article about how interracial couples were found to invest more time and money in their children than single race couples. It was due to the fact that they have to overcome more biases than (jeez, I typed normal here..talk about programmed) monoracial couples. It lead me to think about gay couples and poly...er..relationships and ( Read more... )

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I recently attended a "respectful workplace" course for my employment here. Aside from the fact that it was wholly unhelpful, providing no solutions directly but attempted to solve scenarios using the Socratic Method, it brought up an interesting scenario which I, unfortunately, had actually experienced ( Read more... )

The world can actually be described in World of Warcraft terms rather neatly ( Read more... )

Hate is actually better than pity.

Now, when I say hate, I mean true hate. I don't mean the concept of fearing something so much that you lash out at it which is what most people mistake as hate but that true viseral quality that says "I know you, the depth of you, and I loathe you to the core of my being." True hate, by its very nature, means ( Read more... )

Tomorrow morning, after the first crow of the electronic rooster perched by the side of the nest, the chicken will scuttle out of the coop and hop onto a nearby fence. Cows are milling in a nearby pen, mooing and snorting. She deftly hops onto the back of a Holstein, digging her talons into the rough hide and settles in. The farmer calls out and ( Read more... )

I have officially traded in Army Greens (Jan 23rd) for Blues, no, not Air Force Blues but Scrub Blues. I is now employed at the Stanford University place. I'm working fer them dead body/bad body parts docs retrieving tissues and putting them away so other dead body/bad body parts docs can stare at them, to figure stuff out. WOOOOT!

As of midnight last Tuesday, the old shruberino has as little control over my destiny as any other silly civilian. I've roundaboutishly come to the conclusion that ANY vaguely Hoah crap is also chucked in the bin (ie Reserves, National Guard, School Crossing Guard Association...). It just isn't healthy, the trade off between my plucky chickeness ( Read more... )

(In the vein of those sim games ( Read more... )