Self-induced mania! Lovin' it!
Busy, busy, busy...
Oil went to 137 a barrel today, but at least silver is holding its value... yay - I wish I had known to buy a heap of it when spot was 6 dollars an ounce. At any rate, time for someone to figure out how to get us to a nice, tolerable, 1 billion souls so demand for oil will drop, as well as gas prices. I am too poor so I don't have the means... can someone take care of this please? Thanks! :)
Anyway, right now I am eating a hamburger the size and shape of Brazil. The meat is slightly past its prime, and I overcooked it to the point where it can cut glass. Am I complaining? Nah...
My business cards arrived - that's good. I have been going out to places in Northampton/Easthampton every night to meet people and exchange them. One woman is interested in a loose partnership - I am skeptical but open-minded. My calendar is now loaded with a billion other events, all of which are opportunities to satisfy my networking bug. I am insatiable and ravenous! How else would I eat a gigantic, expired, overcooked, asymmetrical hamburger from the trash heap of Hell?
Much has been written about the evils of self-interest and its deleterious effects on society, but few people think about self-interest as an incentive to do good. I bring this up because there is a sustainable energy summit nearby two weeks from today, but I do not want to pay the couple hundred bucks to attend the seminars and the dinner, so I am volunteering to work on their registration spreadsheets, which include lists of donors, in exchange for a seat. The man in charge said it is a great opportunity for networking, as well as education. Those are the two reasons I am attending, and volunteering several hours of time. A lot of important academic folks, and other locals, will be there - I am excited. :D
Other than that I have discovered a new hobby - herbal aphrodisiacs. That's right - when things settle, I want to collect them all, try them out, and write down the results. One of the crafts I am interested in learning is incense-making. If I can make damiana incense, I'll be able to marinate in a cloud of provocative redolence all day long while I work on my computer. Well, that's an exaggeration, of course. But why, you ask? Because there are few feelings as delicious as a lusty high, free of baggage or obligation - that tension, that clarity of mind, singularity of purpose... have you ever had the hots for someone, but felt almost disappointed once the tension was allowed to break? It is precisely that feeling that, using natural herbs and self-hypnosis, I am looking to suspend and inhabit at will. I find a greater social facility and charisma when I am in that state - it's amazing. Wouldn't it be rewarding to feel an "eros" for one's passions and interests, if that were possible? This is only an experiment to satisfy my curiosity, so bear with the somewhat disorganized idea - I am thinking as I type.
Ah............................ there are rough times now and then, but today is a good day indeed.
Oil went to 137 a barrel today, but at least silver is holding its value... yay - I wish I had known to buy a heap of it when spot was 6 dollars an ounce. At any rate, time for someone to figure out how to get us to a nice, tolerable, 1 billion souls so demand for oil will drop, as well as gas prices. I am too poor so I don't have the means... can someone take care of this please? Thanks! :)
Anyway, right now I am eating a hamburger the size and shape of Brazil. The meat is slightly past its prime, and I overcooked it to the point where it can cut glass. Am I complaining? Nah...
My business cards arrived - that's good. I have been going out to places in Northampton/Easthampton every night to meet people and exchange them. One woman is interested in a loose partnership - I am skeptical but open-minded. My calendar is now loaded with a billion other events, all of which are opportunities to satisfy my networking bug. I am insatiable and ravenous! How else would I eat a gigantic, expired, overcooked, asymmetrical hamburger from the trash heap of Hell?
Much has been written about the evils of self-interest and its deleterious effects on society, but few people think about self-interest as an incentive to do good. I bring this up because there is a sustainable energy summit nearby two weeks from today, but I do not want to pay the couple hundred bucks to attend the seminars and the dinner, so I am volunteering to work on their registration spreadsheets, which include lists of donors, in exchange for a seat. The man in charge said it is a great opportunity for networking, as well as education. Those are the two reasons I am attending, and volunteering several hours of time. A lot of important academic folks, and other locals, will be there - I am excited. :D
Other than that I have discovered a new hobby - herbal aphrodisiacs. That's right - when things settle, I want to collect them all, try them out, and write down the results. One of the crafts I am interested in learning is incense-making. If I can make damiana incense, I'll be able to marinate in a cloud of provocative redolence all day long while I work on my computer. Well, that's an exaggeration, of course. But why, you ask? Because there are few feelings as delicious as a lusty high, free of baggage or obligation - that tension, that clarity of mind, singularity of purpose... have you ever had the hots for someone, but felt almost disappointed once the tension was allowed to break? It is precisely that feeling that, using natural herbs and self-hypnosis, I am looking to suspend and inhabit at will. I find a greater social facility and charisma when I am in that state - it's amazing. Wouldn't it be rewarding to feel an "eros" for one's passions and interests, if that were possible? This is only an experiment to satisfy my curiosity, so bear with the somewhat disorganized idea - I am thinking as I type.
Ah............................ there are rough times now and then, but today is a good day indeed.