Random Fact @ MindSay 
Oh Machine, Machine
I washed it for you...
What shall I type today? What great concepts will I delve into and astonish all who read by the depth of my understanding on the subject that I have presented herein?
And the light bulb has been illuminated and shall shine upon the whole of my existence for I have uncovered the subject of this entry by just typing stuff without a purpose or direction. It is a subject that my new boss has discovered about me though I have tried to keep it from sight - the fact that I can understand machinery, and this understanding is something that I cannot deny, I cannot turn it off, I cannot make it stop - it just is and I can do nothing but accept this fact...
Maybe this fact stems from when I was young and I received a great deal of enjoyment out of disassembling everything I possible I could and using all the accumulated parts to make other things. But it may go deeper than that, it may be something in my genetic make up that first manifested itself in the form of my problem as a youth and now manifests itself in the fact that I understand machinery, mechanical processes, hardware, gadgets, gizmos. I know what they do and what they are capable of though there are times when I have wish that I did not possess this ability for I wish that one day a company would hire me for any of my other abilities, but the only ones who wish to pay me a wage are those who wish to use the fact that I know who machines function...
Alas, I suppose that this is a blessing and a curse, and being that it is part of my nature, I do not have any choice but to accept this fact even if I wished that others did not know that I possess such a skill, but others know and they call me and ask me if I would like to be part of their team so that this ability could make them money of which I would receive a small percentage on a regular basis...
And my joints are lubricated with grease, my hydraulics keep my fluids pumping, the motors move me about, the pneumatics keep the air flowing, the CPU keeps me writing all this that few will understand, and yet I continue to tell the world all that I have within my brain, and stranger still is the fact that no one asks me to stop - they just allow me to ramble on and on like some lunatic whose world is far different than most. And maybe I have gone insane and I am too crazy to realize that the reality I perceive is not my actual reality, but rather it is a product of my psychosis...
Now there is an interesting concept, how would I know if this reality is real or if the reality I perceive is actually the ravings to a lunatic institutionalize his own protection? Which leads to the question of what is reality and how do I know if I have ever experienced it?
And now that I have overloaded the CPU, it will shutdown for sometime. Thank you all for stopping by and now I shall bid you adieu so that I may reboot my system...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
And sometimes machines...
Did our little amazing race around the city and although my patience was strained with little kids not listening and being real bratty we came second! Which I was real suprised with, that being said, at the back of my mind I kept thinking that we would be a lower position ie second to last, last but in actual fact we only missed out 1st place by an insignificant gap. Ah well, still had fun even though I felt a little stressed over what was meant to be a fun game. Kudos to viet helping me out when he shouldn't of though I just gotta learn to keep my cool and keep to the plan that i've set out. I had a million and one things going on in my mind that I didn't keep on track and almost wanted to give up.
Interestingly enough, there were alot of good ideas coming from the other teams though not being at the exact location of the sight they took a photo of it with the sight in the background!
Though tiring it was worth going through all that trouble, had alot of fun and it was something different from the normal routine at gdpt.
The other night we went bowling and we brought along a friend that isn't really in our good books. Anyway, after lock in at bowling we were standing around in the parking lot deciding on what to do and he quips up "lets go clubbing!" I just gave him a little once over and realised he was dressed real bummy which meant that he most probably wouldn't be able to go in. But the fact that he brought it up first thing kinda pissed me off.
We've already been told off by his parents for taking him out and his dad wanting to make us leave gdpt once already... and for him to be kinda selfish like that just went against the grain with me. Lately he's been getting under alot of people's skin really. The fact that he's always talking about communism and how tibetans should be "forgiving" and forgive china for what they're doing and even going to the extent on telling a thieu nam to go to a protest and yell out and i kid you not "all you tibetans are going to die!" Complete what the fuck there.
I really don't know why he's so engrossed in communism, the fact that maybe he was brought up learning about it I dunno but still, if you try and bestow that kinda bullshit to young kids what are they gonna end up thinking? Not only that but again lately he's been trying to be out of the norm of what he is. His dad's a pretty high ranking leader at gdpt and he's always referred to as "his son" and he hates it. So what does he do? Draws pentagrams on his arms, has fucked up msn names like "the anti-thai is here" "one day vegance will be mine" and all that jazz. Anothing thing that riles me up is his "pride" in being chinese.... He loves expressing that he's chinese yet when it's the cool thing to do he'll revert himself as a vietnamese.
Personally I liked it better when he was introverted and not quite an asshole. Ever since he's been a htr it's all about names and status to him. The fact that if you give him constructive criticism he'd go off tangent and accuse you of undermining him.... again I stress.. WHAT THE FUCK?
Oh and we have a new nganh thanh in our group that came last week. She's super old and a super bitch too. First thing she did when me and the others were blowing up balloons and putting little eggs in them for the kids was "thats disgusting" like wtf? You aren't going to eat them and we dont spit into the balloons. Started off on the wrong foot already. Then when it was time to read out our little message tot he kiddies, she argues with everyone that she needs to read the specific words... I mean as long as the passage is read its all gravy right? WRONG she stood there for 5 minutes arguing with us about how she needed to read the exact words etc.
What's wrong with me, so much anger...
High jack tony.
Heed the path that led me to that place,
Yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon,
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June,
When movin' through Kashmir...
And with this entry I shall conclude this week that occurred at some point in the early part of the Twenty-first Century...
This week's observations: be very concerned when a manager at your primary place of employment tells you that because we are Lean we don't know what we are doing from day to day. On one of my Web sites I wrote extensively on the joys of Lean, but one subject that I did not touch upon was the fact that being Lean makes one stupid. I shall have to explore this deeper at some point in the future and add it to the Manifesto...
Later today I have the privilege to drive for four or so hours (depending upon how the storm fronts decide to strike the mountains that I will be driving through) and eat dinner with a bunch of well off folks - folks making six figures and up. There is no sarcasm attached to the fact that it will be a privilege to eat with them...
Which brings me to the fact that I need to have more faith in my abilities at my secondary career. If I could rip some of the faith I have in my writing abilities away and stick it to my secondary career, I think I could be eating with them more often. Yes, I do indeed have faith in my writing abilities for I know how to write and I can write a great deal even if I have absolutely nothing to write about. Attending the University of Phoenix taught me one thing about myself and that is the fact that 1,500 words per week on any given subject is nothing. And being part of the Mindsay Poetry Challenge re-enforced that fact about myself for I think with every ounce of brain capacity I have that I may have been the only person who completed each and every one of them...
A summation of the week that was: have faith in my abilities at doing my secondary career, drive a long distance too eat with rich folks, and the concept of Lean in a manufacturing environment makes one stupid...
This has been the Week that Was, another fine product of WeeWerks GmbH, a division of WeeSaul World plc, a division of WeeSaul World International - the multi-tentacled octopus of Truth and Justice...
Thank you...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word...
"politics, it's a drag
they put one foot in the grave
and the other on the flag
systems rotten to the core
young and old deserve much more
than struggling every day until you're done"
--Both Sides of the Gun by Ben Harper
This may be because of the fact that we are towards the end of a election year, or that ever since Bush was swore in to office the country has been divided, or the fact that liberals and conservatives will never see eye to eye, but there is alot of political (and general) hatred on Mindsay right now.
Sure, my hands aren't clean of talking about the other side of the political spectrum. But most of what isn't mean.
Why can't we have a polite open debate? When these blog networks were started that was one of the things they had in mind.
Too many people are just on here being mean. Homophobes, racists, sexists. right-winger, left-wingers, religous-intolerants, they are all here trying spreading their hatred. Mindsay deserves better. They call it a community for a reason. We are all here together and we all have the right to be. We cna either use this site to spread hatred or we can use it to try and better the world. I'd hope we would choose to try and vetter the world.
I know people sometimes think that people agree wiht their opinions, or that their opinions don't offend. I also know that when people write on this they can sometimes think that no one will read them.
Please think about what you are writing and the people who may read it. Too many people's feeling can get hurt.
Thanks for Reading,
Mark M.
And everytime you cry
I find I'm searching for the rock I can crawl under
This could be any little town...
Ya know what? Despite the fact that the temperature out of doors is not to my liking and the fact that I am now sitting in a place that I'd rather not be sitting type this, I feel kind of groovy...
Should I be concerned or worried about the current state of my emotional well-being? I really do not have a clue...
Maybe I'm feeling this groove happen for simple fact that I have been a naughty boy at my primary place of employment. I know y'all will find that so very hard to believe that a sarcastic combative with members of management employee such as myself would find joy in doing something above and beyond that which I already do but I have to giggle about what I did tonight. Sssshhhhhh, if ya promise not to tell the fine folks who make up the management of this fine company, I'll tell ya about, K? Do ya promise with all your heart and soul?
Well, we are extremely into charts and graphs at my primary place of employment, so I added one to the wall o' charts. Nothing overly sarcastic, just silly. I have been tracking the number of peanut M&M's that are contained within a bag that can be purchased from the vending machines located in the cafeteria, and a made a groovy official looking chart plotting this number against the idea amount...
Yeah, you're right, doing something like that wouldn't put me in a groovy mood for I know that is what expected of me and my interesting skill set...
Maybe it is the fact that I am seeing some positive results from my secondary career. hhhmmm, this could be it for I have spun my wheels far too long and now I see a light at the end of the tunnel and things could actually start happening...
Nah, that ain't it either. Maybe I'm just bi-polar and I'm on an upswing at the moment...
Nah, that's just too simple of an explanation as to what is causing my groove. Maybe, I have reached a point in my life where caring what others think of me is becoming less important than caring how I feel about me and my family...
That could be the whole groove in a nutshell or more precisely the coating of a peanut M&M...
And I have typed a great deal about something I cannot explain and that no one will understand and I have done so well...
Thank you all so very much and do drop by again...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word...
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