tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65007686564788437312024-03-19T01:46:50.332-07:00Inside the mind of my brainRich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-13916757750933658622013-06-12T14:40:00.000-07:002013-06-12T14:57:51.186-07:00Why I am not outraged. The NSA and Cootys Rat Semen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am not outraged. Did you hear me? I said, "I am not outraged!" This week I learned that the NSA can see everything on the internet, maybe even in real time. At first I felt threatened by this admission because I immediately thought of every racy email/text/photo I have ever sent and had a mini panic attack. After my initial freak out, I thought about it and realized the NSA can sort through a wave of emails all day everyday and probably never stumble on anything I do. And if they did? I'd probably wear it as a badge of honor, that anything I wrote or said could ever be construed as anything more than the ramblings of a bohemian daytrader.<br />
Snowden is a cool guy, there's no doubt about that. He's obviously smart and has a hot ballerina/stripper girlfriend who he was no doubt shagging everyday in Hawaii. I wonder if ballerina's are more flexible? Ok, I've wandered a bit. Back to the point!<br />
My point is simple. I probably wouldn't have snitched on the NSA like he did. Why? Because I have seen the movie Sneakers. The NSA are gods among men. They are the only thing smarter than the Chinese. And the Russians. They stop dastardly plans, like biological attacks or let us know what the rest of the world doesn't want us to know. And what's the price? Somebody might glaze over my private emails/texts w/out my consent? I figured they were doing that anyway. So why risk life and career to tell us what we already know? Now I'm thinking whistle-blowing is a cool new hipster trend. Oh and now the bad guys know PRISM too and will just use snail mail or bike messengers or some other god-forsaken antiquated messaging service. Thanks hipster snitches!<br />
The internet is a big hack fest anyways, so why should we expect the government to sit on their hands? Spying on Americans sucks but not as bad as the future of most murderous plots happening because we have no secret surveillance. My privacy is not a big deal until its made public. Once info is leaked or used, to gain politically or financially, thats when it gets all Nixony and impeachment must be the standard. So for the NSA, it's like, look but dont touch. As long as the NSA doesn't leak or use info callously, im ok with it.<br />
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They have the potential to do a lot more good than the risks involved w/my privacy. I say get over yourself, its not 1776, it's not unreasonable and it's not a big deal if everyone else is doing it - KGB Mossad, ISI MI6 etcRich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-84758813375678886282013-01-14T15:46:00.001-08:002013-01-15T08:45:51.896-08:00The Battle of 500 is Upon Us!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The epic batte of 500 is upon us. BE proud that you are participating in groundbreaking history. We have the most historic fight for support Apple has ever seen and we are on the front lines swords clanging sharply on iron shields. Future generations will sing heroic tales about our courage and our names will be enshrined in gold - cause we are traders......and these trades we make right here, these trades in the next few days, they will be remembered far after we're gone...... far after the funds are settled and the profits evaporated on booze and women .............No my friends - not us. not these trades. Trades like these... ............trades like these live forever!<br />
Ok but for real this is huge. This is real life and it's happening right now and we should be chomping at the bit to get in on this volatility. You are about to do battle in one of the most legendary battles traders have ever lived and died for and all I want to know is one thing, who's side did you fight for? Where were you when the walls of 500 broke? Ok that's two things but still, are you stoked or what?<br />
Like Helms Deep in T2T (the two towers)- we have our line in the sand (500) and all will seem lost if that line gets broken. And like T2T, it seemed extremely important to hold the wall or the goblin hoard would surely overwhelm us...Well be prepared for the wall to burst and the goblins to come pouring on in.... defeat will seem all but certain (just like the movie) but tthe battle is not lost ........(dramatic pause) .............as we all know.... (still pausing) ...............- the tide suddenly and irrevocably turned when Gandalf (news) arrived from the North (China) and at the last minute his army of horseman (buyers) quickly defeated the evil orcs (short sellers) of Saruman (Gundlach) and the journey to Mordor to destroy the ring continued.<br />
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My point is whether or not 500 breaks this week doesn't matter. We know Gandalf is coming. News is on the way - we just have to hold on tight till light breaks on the 23rd day of January - if we can stay alive that long, we will live to fight another day.<br />
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My strategy going into this ER is long and longer. Im not hedging and I'm not "playing it safe." Things are about to get ugly- but in times like these you need to remember your LOTR scenes. Hang in there, Gandalf is coming...<br />
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Next week: How regular TV is like "the ring" and why we have to go to Mordor (the cable companies) to destroy it<br />
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Stare at this for 10,000 years and maybe you can see what I see.........Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-79428868383221241632012-11-15T16:47:00.003-08:002012-11-16T20:10:17.566-08:00I must confess, I have been ridiculously wrong lately...<br />
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Ugh. Being wrong sucks. It's happens just often enough to make you feel dumb and humbled or dumbled. I've been trading for 7 years and I know a thing or two about a thing or two. The very first stock I bought in 05' was Valero. I let it run till late 06' and got paid big time. It was nice being right, but I was lucky too, I sold near the top. Don't ask me how I did it, cause I couldn't tell you, but I did it. Even as a beginner I knew to take profit. So what did I do wrong? How did I get in such a jam on Apple...<br />
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1. I did not adapt -why did I refuse to change? I was like an old grandpa screaming at the kids for playing that terrible rock n roll music too loud. I couldn't join the hip crowd because I was OLD and ANGRY and didn't want to hear any of it. Everyone who didn't agree with me was either STUPID or CRAZY and that was that! If the industry is tech gadgets and the pace is pretty fast am I up to speed? Have I tried the Galaxy? the Nexus? All the apps? Not hip at all.<br />
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Now I have so much egg on my face you could make an omelette.<br />
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2. I was not patient - this has FOMO (fear of missing out) written all over it. Patience is key in times like these, so hang tight, distract yourself and go play Canasta or something. Trading political headlines sucks and so does government squabbles. If there's ever any deadline for anything - politicians will wait up until the last second before they defuse the bomb. It's so cliche, like, spare us the drama.<br />
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Betting on Washington to arrive early? Not a good bet.<br />
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3. I wanted revenge. Basically I became a stalker (stocker?) with a stock that just wanted to be left alone. I called too much. I cheered on every half-hearted attempt at a make-up rally. I sent nasty texts berating her when it failed. I cried. I drank. I cried and drank and drank and cried all while I looked at old pictures of her charts. Like a broken relationship, when the good ol' days are gone they don't come back. Had I just let her go ohhhhhhh I could of avoided all this pain and embarrassment. Oh well. It's better to have profited and lost than to have never profited at all. Conclusion?<br />
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Don't be a stocker. All healthy relationships need room to breathe.<br />
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4. I ignored reality. I was in a burning building with fire all around me and I'm jumping up and down pointing at a part of the house that's not on fire yet. In other words, I had dangerous amounts of tunnel vision. I was as stubborn in my beliefs as a religious nut, and like a religious nut, I changed my perception of reality to fit my views. That's what I did and I'm ashamed yet humbled or - ashumbled.<br />
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The Future: And other things later than now.<br />
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Where will Apple go? Will it hold this support level at 525? Is 525 a good price to buy? Will it bounce? Will it crash some more???<br />
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I don't know. Who cares. When she wants to come back, she will.<br />
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Hurry up though, I miss you.<br />
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<br />Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-69545063370915128322012-10-15T12:43:00.000-07:002012-10-15T18:37:52.167-07:00Commuter tutor<br />
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When I lived in LA, I lived in the Valley but worked in Santa Clarita. My commute was miserable and I was ill prepared for such a mind numbing experience. My longest commute until then was 10 minutes. I graduated from Commuter U, on the typical freeway in the stereotypical rat race city - LA. The 405 stole some crazy hours from life - but I paid my dues. And now its paying off. What could be the typical 40 minute commute, I'm shaving down to 25 minutes from my 405 training.<br />
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No longer in LA, I find myself in a new commuter trap - the 95N /I15 combo in Vegas. Best described as a bunch of grouchy ants squeezing through one giant bottleneck before they've had their morning coffee.<br />
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I hit the road at 7am - along with all the other rats and I don't make many friends on the way. I attempt to take the freeway - and if it's jammed up too bad my favorite move is to cut exit lane lines by driving next to the exit lane - then at the last SECOND wait for someone to snooze and BAM! jump in place. It does not help if you drive a Beamer or a Mercedes - the assholishness is multiplied. But it saves a buttload of time and to deflect criticism just wave your arms around and pretend like YOU'RE the one who's mad.<br />
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Exit lanes can serve a useful purpose when you're trying to stay on the freeway as well. Sometimes they can be completely open while the freeway is at a dead stop. Just drive on them like regular lanes - going slow enough to jump over when you need to. The exit lanes usually are free until the obvious transition off the freeway. Before that transition you have a good mile to skip the losers. Works like a charm.<br />
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When I find myself making a left turn and waiting in line, I always find the same thing. One left hand turn lane has 9 cars waiting in it and the other has one. My favorite thing to do in this situation is enter the lane with one car - (usually the inside lane) and wait for the light to turn green, make my turn and abruptly switch lanes and laugh. Sheep.<br />
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The morning commute - needs music. It helps set the mood for the drive. Seriously, every time I got jammed up commuting on the 405 - "Welcome to the Jungle" played on the radio. It made me feel better. I usually save the hard stuff for the ride home - in the morning I like my music like baby food, soft and easy. Not in a hurry - just gonna glide along.<br />
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1. In a sketchy neighborhood stopped at a red light, turn on some mexican radio (loud) and lean your seat back. Anyone willing to listen to that kind of music very loud must be crazy. Sounds like polka, I know, but it intimidates your would be assailants.<br />
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2. Alternate routes - I live by this one. If I notice traffic, I have other routes in place at all junctions. An object in motion tends to stay in motion, as long as you know your last chance exits.<br />
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3. Do not hurry to work - only hurry home. I read that advice somewhere and put into place and it's the greatest thing ever. Think about it - where would you rather be? Lay off the pedal going to work - totally not worth it. Speeding home to catch a nap? Totally worth it.<br />
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4. Use the finger if you have to - too many bad drivers go unchecked. I believe said drivers improve over time after they see how many people they piss off. You are being an enabler by not flipping them the bird so feel free to do so. And it's the best feeling in the world, knowing someone saw your finger as you drive off into the sunset. Ahhh such bliss.<br />
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5. It's ok to speed sometimes. If you're going from LA to Vegas and you want to beat your buddies record of 2 hours and forty five minutes, by all means - game on. Going 85 in a 70 on the way to work? Game off nerdbucket.<br />
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6. Use your blinkers. This will alert other drivers to speed up and hurry past you so you can make into the lane you need to get into. Drivers have a funny way of hanging back and blocking your lane only until they see your blinker. Then they speed like hell to make sure they don't get stuck behind you.<br />
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</div>Good luck getting to where ya gotta go.Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-34622405223244606662012-09-01T12:12:00.003-07:002012-09-02T09:57:28.352-07:00 Predictions, Premonitions and Performance - The White Rhino <br />
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Sprint Aug 3.50's were sitting perfectly still in the savanna, completely camouflaged in the chest high fields of low probability calls. I looked all around - not a soul in sight. No bullish analyst, no other hunters on any feeds or streams looking at it - it was exactly where I wanted it @ .11 - a price so low, I could guarantee a trophy. I have successfully targeted and executed the white rhino before and now I will journal my adventures.....<br />
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The "white rhino" is a rare, hard charging, momentary window of massively huge profits from a swing trade. 10x or more........and the only way to get the 10x or more is to do everything perfectly. Buy side and sell side. First, front run the trade before the charts signal buy. Next, be a buy side sniper and only fire when you can execute the perfect rock-bottom kill shot. Once you're certain you have your bottom price in your scopes....BOOM!!!! You fire away. Now you've purchased a ridiculously cheap out of the money call that nobody in the world thinks will ever do anything but expire worthless....congrats.<br />
Now part 2 - patience and discipline - so you wait. Then you wait some more....and then some more....and then it finally shows signs of life. You feel alive. Your baby has crawled up to a double. Most likely it corrects. Doubt sinks in. Hunters are catching trades all around you and you're stuck in a round-trip ticket. Waiting game still. A watched pot never boils. You distract yourself. It triples. You want to sell so bad your stomach hurts. Not this time. 100% of my contracts to the limit.. - we are hunting for the white rhino. Now it's up to 5x. Ok do you let some go? Hell no. Halfway there. The leap from 5x to 10x is the final "rhino charge"...this is the part where you imagine a hard chargin rhino taking a beeline towards you and if you even flinch for a second you miss your mark. The rhino charge is the mind bending sweet zenith of price action and the ephemeral moment of unbridled success. Only a steely-eyed grizzled option's veteran can fly this close to the sun and still parachute down to safety. I hunt the white rhino successfully. I've likened this hunt to my childhood when I used to catch dragonflys. This amazingly beautiful delicate flying creature can only be caught before lift off.<br />
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The DCA working again!!! January 2012 first noticed it with NFLX and VLO. Both worked. presented itself in July and August with S, X, and KKD - TGB was time stamped at 2.6 (where the A is on the chart) copper is bottoming and due for a pop with GLD. TGB is cheap historically. When I first followed this in 2005 it was at this price...2.50-70 ish.<br />
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This is a crystal ball chart. Fill in a few brush strokes and it's easier to trade cause you'll know if you're wrong really quick. A spine is a terrible thing to waste. Strong pattern to break w/out news or some fundamental change. I watched Netflix and Chipotle spine for a long time and then they snapped hard. Spines have a hard time of shaking out longs, there's not much flexibility in the pattern. So most of it is spike and consolidate. When its something else beside that it's pretty obvious and could be a signal the end is near. My premonition is spine intact, onward and upward to 800 where it can correct harder into the low 700's... or possibly high 500's if the economy turns sour, I would like to revisit this chart and see how a broken spine trades.<br />
I read in a blog that the 13 sma was a great place to buy dips for a bullish Apple and last Fri the 13 sma was 657. I felt confident and bought on the next candlestick after the engulfing reversal. Now I need some follow through but the price of 3.25 for Sept 700 calls might be a bit high if next week starts off slow.<br />
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My horoscope for 2012 is telling me to get out of hiding and I couldn't agree more. 2011 felt like a stalemate. 2012 is the year ideas come out of my brain and into this world. I had to go herman's hermit for the second half of last year cause I needed to re-calibrate my mind. Every now and then you have to unplug yourself for awhile till you get back on track. In ancient times when a man was disturbed or feeling out of whack he would isolate himself from the village and live in a cave out in the wild until he felt better. These days men do the same thing, except now these caves are called studio apartments.<br />
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I now consider myself a drifter. It is difficult to explain my migrations all over the west coast but one thing is for sure, I was getting my Lewis and Clark on. I have packed up my little car with everything I own and hit the horizon a few times and I see why a drifter has gotta drift...too many people asking too many questions. Like... When are you going to get a job? Or...What are you doing here? and my personal fav...Where are your pants???<br />
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I am not excited for 2012... but I would concede to a cautious optimism.<br />
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Random video of the day...Get your Parthenon on cause 2012 is the year for big ideas...<br />
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The weirdest part of this post is how this guy stands up to Obama and associates himself with Trump at the same time. Strangest combination of nonsense and insanity. Babbling idiot!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> What is with the wannabe business dudes adding "global" to everything? I had no respect for your business until I heard you say the word "global." T shirt company? zzzzzzzzzz...... global T-shirt company? INCREDIBLE! I don't think the word global impresses anyone anymore. I could say my blog is going global because I got a page click in Norway, but I don't. Being global doesn't add any credibility to anything, so let's just assume if something is truly successful and awesome being global is a given. We have the internet now, global isn't a big deal. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Do those phony friends actively read your FB? It sounds like you are trying to talk to since you are addressing them in this post. Look at me everyone, I'm being friends with my friends in this photo. Dork!<br />
Your fake friends are fake. You faked having fake friends because you have invisible hater syndrome. It's some disorder where in an attempt to look cool, you pretend to be hated. You may even actively engage these pretend haters with idle threats. You've been diagnosed so now seek the cure............ which is..........STOP BEGGING FOR ATTENTION!!!!! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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What was your intention of mixing business deals with cancer recovery for a post? Can't you just share about the real experience and not throw in the dayplanner activities? Imagine a whole post dedicated to your mom's cancer recovery without any name-dropping or bragging about your "budding" career. This is the lamest post I could possibly ever read. I also heard billionaires won't even consider buying a house from someone unless they are a grown adult businessman. Oh yeah, what the hell is a grown adult businessman?Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-73658910006101423332011-01-04T10:44:00.000-08:002011-01-04T13:08:48.672-08:002012, I don't fear you, I am Republican now, with powdered cheese and 33.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
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I only earn 1000 euros a month after tax despite having a degree.<br />
Don't give money to my parents as they feel they shouldn't take money off me(they are also well off)<br />
occasionally i set the table or wash my dad's car. don't tidy my room.<br />
when i want to have privacy with my girlfriend(we are not in a proper boyfriend-girlfriend relationship) i let her pay half of the expenses of a cheap hotel room.<br />
what's weird about living with your parents?<br />
i wouldn't if i had enough money.</i></span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> So my quit everything thingy went to pure shit over the holidays. I spent 4 days in Vegas eating ribs, drinking, gambling, smoking, cursing and some other things. I did a faceplant off the wagon and I really don't give a shit. The whole time I went on this plant based diet this stupid piece of shit powder cheese popcorn flavor enhancer I bought at the movies awhile back mocked my entire goal. The damn powdered cheese tasted so good I put it on everything. Veggies. Chips. Toast. Pickles. Peanuts. Hummus. I mean everything! It's a damn sodium dispenser but I couldn't help it. The worst was when I took it to a restaurant and used it on the eggplant I ordered. The waiter gave me one helluva strange look for dispensing my own spices on the chef's wannabe masterpiece. Look jerk, I bring my own damn spices because nothing in this joint is salty or cheesy enough for my refined tastes, got it? That was a little bit of a problem, and I realized I needed an intervention, but thankfully I used all of that horrible shit product and it's OUTTA my life for good. I went to the grocery store bought a bunch of healthy shit, no smokes, back on the wagon, thank you very much. Drunken debauchery, see ya next year.</span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> I was at the DMV registering to vote and I remembered 2012 is the end of the world so I decided to register Republican. This way I can vote in all the cool primaries with the TEA PARTY EXPRESS. Maybe I don't follow the Republican mold... Jewish, liberal, vegetarian, anti-religious, legalize it, evolution is real, global warming is real (the list goes on and on ) but my plan is to penetrate the Republican lair and vote for the shittiest moronic candidates and WASTE my vote. That's right, I am disenfranchised. I will vote for Bozo the Clown because I could care less who's president, senator, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">mayor, sheriff, prop 278, all that shit, just a big mindfuck! First of all, I'm turning 33, so fuck everything. I'm getting older and I don't have time to care anymore. P</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">olitics, healthcare, taxes, global warming, shitty movies, keeping fit, looking good, all of it can kiss my ass. People boo, people cheer, things get done, things get repealed, donate, big speeches, hope, change, war, the poor, oh for fuck sake 2012 WE NEED YOU!!!!</span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="content" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Am I serious? I dunno, I get weird around my birthday. But I did register Republican and I think it's hilarious.</span></span></div>Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-25510823419586833912010-12-21T11:02:00.000-08:002010-12-21T11:37:09.981-08:00Overheard + holiday cheer + 2011 = ?Schmoozing Schmoozer.<br />
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1: "What is this?"<br />
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Me: "Leaves in a sauce I think."<br />
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2. "Actually it's spinach in a herb sauce."<br />
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Me: "I stand corrected."<br />
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Me: "I've never been to a wine testing"<br />
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1: "Tasting"<br />
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Me: "Tasting"<br />
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Me: "I'm a vegetarian"<br />
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1: "For how long?"<br />
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Me: "About 2 weeks, solid 2 weeks though."<br />
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1: "No in and out the club, sorry."<br />
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Me: " I have the DJ's car keys!" (flash apartment key)<br />
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1: "Right this way."<br />
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I'm looking forward to going back to Vegas actually. I like being comfortably numb. I think whenever I have a major drinking episode I want to crawl into a hole for a few days until all the dumb and embarrassing things I said and did wears off a bit. Vegas is a great hole to hide in.<br />
Fortunately I know how to avoid the cameras. I turn red as the devil's tail when I'm drinking and dancing at the club. No photos please. I can't handle an image to go with the scattered memories. Where's my phone? I'm turning it off for at least 7 days.<br />
I'm not a big fan of the holidays either. They are just one big reminder how everybody is somewhere else. When I was kid I would be consistently mortified having my Ma schlep me around different peoples houses every year. Pure torture. It's so awkward being in such an intimate setting and everyone knows you have no other place to go. Plus I'm Jewish so Christmas parties are kind of weird, I mean, not that I care about the religious aspect, it's just a "what's my motivation" type deal. I'd rather be with those that are bitter like me. And drinking scotch like me. And wiping away the tears like me.<br />
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The obnoxious cruel invention of the Thanksgiving, Chanukah, Xmas, and NYE schedule is a mockery of my integration into society. I usually strike out all 4 holidays. Of the four I sympathize with Turkey day the most. NYE is a shit-storm. Xmas is depressing and weird. Chanukah is just a reminder of my lost childhood. Bah Humbug!<br />
I have a ridiculous 2011 planned. Grueling schedule. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable. The working. The studying. The driving. My bulging biceps. How do I fit this all in one day?<br />
I hope 2011 has a bit more stability than 2010. 2010 was the "shake-up" year, and I was shook to the core. My whole brain got fried like an egg trying to figure out how to keep moving forward. I spent half of 2010 on some bullshit. Let me quote Lincoln Park for the first and last time in my life to accurately describe 2010, "I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it doesn't even matter."<br />
I have a theory that odd years end up being "odd." I hope this is true. The weirder shit is, the more I'm into it. Here's to an awesome 2011. I have a feeling it's going to be a year to remember... mostly because it's the most recent one.Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-87671272270688527122010-12-16T10:11:00.000-08:002010-12-17T20:02:44.549-08:00I would choose being burned alive over listening to this.<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flying car with speakers?</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Look at how cheesy this shithead band is. The horrible L.A. douche band that played their awful music on the 101 freeway in a painted fruit truck is shockingly lamer than I could possibly imagine. Critics of their dangerous and moronic stunt are just "fuel for the fire of their success" according to the long haired ginger rapper Paul Arabella, member of the (c)rap group <i>Imperial Stars</i>. Everybody already can tell these guys are no talent losers, but the level of stupidity and lameness is worth analyzing. First their attempt to "raise awareness" is a paper thin cover for trying to guilt you into putting up with their music. Thanks for raising awareness guys, I wasn't aware of homelessness until your lame wannabe band came around.<br />
Who could with a straight face record this shit? The suckitude of this band, their music, the stunt, the fake homeless awareness program, it's just at astronomical proportions. When a band like this steals the headlines for a day and everyone hears their stupid song as a result, it's a sad day. Many better bands go unnoticed for years and play by the rules, which means not endangering the lives of hundreds of thousands of people for their music. Not even the best song in the world has that right. Not even the dumbest people in the world have ever tried this before. Congrats Imperial Stars, you have set a new record for stupidity.<br />
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Watch their music video for about 30 seconds. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jsfeqw8Wzw4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jsfeqw8Wzw4</a> </span> Godawful right? Their entire creative output is a cornucopia of shit. I am going to post this band's link under Wikipedia's "delusions of grandeur" definition. How did these guys get so far into making this trash without some real friends, real enough to tell them, "you suck!"<br />
Here's the post interview, even lamer than you can imagine it to be. The interview will only make you hate more.... and quicker. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rrLpykXBzI&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rrLpykXBzI&feature=related</a></span></span><br />
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What makes good music cool and what makes this utter shit is time and energy. They spent zero time or energy on the music. Then they came up with some dumb idea to promote it and that's when they decided to "go to work" That is a recipe for crap. Good music takes more time and effort then the "3 hour sesh" at some dude's house who happens to have Pro-Tools and an ok mic. A stunt like this took some planning, but they should of spent that time writing a better song. All that attention and when they finally unveiled their product, complete nonsense was playing.<br />
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Some people actually write great songs, play them live, build a following and get paid to be heard. That will never be these guys. If they don't stop freeway traffic and force their music upon us, no one will ever hear it.<br />
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I hope jail is your Simon Cowell and someone makes it painfully obvious to you how bad your music is.<br />
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Is this how it sounded when that bolt of lightning struck?<br />
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"Dude let's make a song about a traffic jam and then cause the traffic jam when we play it, WHOOOOAAA!!!!!!"<br />
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"I wonder why people don't party on the freeway? That would be cool! I wanna party on the freeway!" That's so rockstar!!!<br />
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Lyrics from the shitacular single "Traffic Jam 101" by Imperial Stars.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Party!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">In the traffic jam live in Cali!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">No one better get in my way!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Playing live on the freeway today!<br />
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I'm a rock star, living on the edge!</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> </span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Known for hanging out and partyin' with my friends!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">I'm a rock star, living on the edge!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">I'm takin' on the world and I'm destined to win!<br />
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In the traffic jam, </span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">go bumper to bumper, heat for your winter, cool for your summer. Get out the hit, make you fiend for another. So roll and roll like I got your number.<br />
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This time I'm ready to win! I'm on a roll I can't be stopped and I'm going all in.<br />
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I got the energy to get you high, watch me roll, watch me ride. If you want the energy inside then ride, ride, ride, ride. Okay, now here we go, it's Imperial rockin' your stereo. And you know we shut down the scene, stuck in traffic it's automatic we......</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> </span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Party!</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">In the traffic jam live in Cali!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">No one better get in my way!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Playing live on the freeway today!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal small/normal 'Times New Roman'; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Rockstar baby, yah we stoppin traffic now. Rockstar baby, yah we gonna rock the crowd.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></div>Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-83711018124700954322010-12-15T12:42:00.000-08:002010-12-16T15:59:25.205-08:00I took the anti-social personality disorder test and failed it.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"></span><br />
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</h2><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;">10 questions 1-10, 10 completely agree-1 completely disagree<br />
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Characteristics of people with antisocial personality disorder may include<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 10px;">:</span></span></div><ul style="line-height: 1.5em; list-style-image: url(http://bits.wikimedia.org/skins-1.5/vector/images/bullet-icon.png?1); list-style-type: square; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.3em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Apparent lack of remorse or empathy for others <b><i>( I do read articles about people dying and sometimes wonder why I don't cry. ) 1</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Poor behavioral controls — expressions of irritability, annoyance, impatience, inadequate control of anger and temper. <b><i>( Yah, duh, I just quit smoking. ) 3</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">A history of childhood conduct disorder <b><i>( I was a class clown for 13 years straight ) 3</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Recurring difficulties with the law <b><i>( I did call 9-1-1 on myself for being too drunk once.) 3</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Promiscuity <b><i>( Ok next. ) 7</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Inability to tolerate boredom <b><i>( What was the question? I had to check fb while I was reading it. ) 7</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Disregard for what is normally considered right or wrong <b><i>( Depends what political party is in power. ) 5</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Poor or abusive relationships<b><i> ( But at least I've been IN a relationship. That counts for something. ) 7</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Irresponsible work behavior <b><i> ( I am the hardest worker 25 minutes of every hour. ) 5</i></b></li>
<li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em;">Disregard for safety <b><i>(It happens in so many ways, I wouldn't even know where to begin. ) 10</i></b></li>
</ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><b><i>I scored a fifty something. Which is half anti social. So how much anti social is too much?Anything higher than my score.</i></b></span></div><div><br />
</div><div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"><b>Narcissistic personality disorder</b> (<b>NPD</b>) is a personality disorder.</div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"> The narcissist is described as being excessively preoccupied with issues of<br />
personal adequacy<br />
power<br />
prestige<br />
vanity.<br />
Narcissistic personality disorder is closely linked to self-centeredness. . </div><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"><b><i>That actually sounds pretty cool. If you have NPD, that just means you're powerful and sexy. </i></b><br />
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Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-73002058594267086652010-12-10T11:00:00.000-08:002012-12-26T19:52:40.859-08:00Aliens gave us helicopters in ancient Egypt, it's a fact.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">Stare at this picture for the next hour. Perhaps less than an hour if you can see that this tablet contains flying machines. The tablet is from a </span><span style="color: white;">3000 year old temple at Abydos, a few hundred miles from Cairo. It's widely circulated among the net and is not a photo shopped hoax. When the tablet was first discovered in the 1800's, nobody could recognize the tablet's odd carvings. 100 years later we can, it's called an "airplane" and clearly somebody in Egypt saw one, or perhaps, flew one. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Ok, so if you look on the right side of the tablet, we see more spaceships, One is clearly dropping a bomb, or a care package, or both, aliens are known to be ruthless. Obviously the ship on the top is the alien mother ship, followed by a fighter, then a hover craft. The order is very important here, I think the higher the ship, the higher it flew off the ground. </span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> So how did Moses part the Red Sea? Using his metal rod (or the biblical version is a cane), which was also used to move the incredibly heavy stones that built the pyramids. </span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white;"> We have accounts from the Arab explorer, Al-Musadi, that ancient Egyptians used a large metal rod to move the enormous blocks through levitation. If you think a rope and pulley system would have worked for a stone that today would take 26 cranes to lift, you have never been to the gym. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: white;">When shit is that heavy, you obviously need a magical rod, like the one Al Musadi was talking about. Google Ba'albek, Lebanon and tell me I'm wrong...I'm pretty sure Moses got a hold of one of these magical rods and as they say, the rest is history. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-family: Times;"> </span></span></span>Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-87862323464624655172010-12-09T13:06:00.001-08:002010-12-17T10:16:09.591-08:00Dating in LA, electromagnetic pulses and escape fires.<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> So I've been on a few dates in LA and I'm starting to get a feel for what's out there. In my lifetime, I think I've had every experience you can have on a first date, from home run to run home and it feels a lot like gambling. The currency is time and energy, something you have more of when you move to a new city because you're excited. I drive somewhere I've never been, meet someone I've never met, and no matter who is in front of me, tell them right away they look better in person than their pictures. Sometimes it's true, sometimes it's not. I do this because every time the person hears it they believe it, which, one, I find entertaining and two, it makes the next hour or so much more bearable. I have had a few dates with some absolutely fraudulent pictures and you can't get angry or disappointed, you just roll with it and try to make the person comfortable. You never know when you could meet a friend who has a friend... so be cool. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> I obviously won't go into the censored dates, or how how many dates I've been on, or the outcomes, but I will share some embarrassing stories. I've been on a date where I couldn't stop buttoning and unbuttoning my shirt. I've been on a date where I forgot my wallet. One time I was clearly getting the cheek for a good night kiss and I angled for the lips, (stealing a kiss) and it was a disaster. DO NOT ATTEMPT! I think the worst date I ever been on was a double date where my date actually took a nap during the date. Don't ask me how it happened, it's a long story.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> If I talk on the phone with a girl and I hear something I like (mostly innuendoes) I try for the dinner at a decent place. I've broken this rule before and paid the price (literally) so I'm keeping things super chill unless my emotional brain overrides my prefrontal cortex and clues me into some subconscious information I took in without realizing. How the hell did I just say that? Link below.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> There was a study done by a some smart guy at a university who measured electromagnetic energy measured off subjects hands when they were playing cards. Players made decisions based on game rules and the study found the electro-magnetic pulses were showing increased activity BEFORE the rational brain (prefrontal cortex) made decisions. Which basically means, your emotional brain, is picking up clues before your rational one even realizes it. <a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/95417/foratv-science-jonah-lehrer-inside-my-mind">http://www.hulu.com/watch/95417/foratv-science-jonah-lehrer-inside-my-mind</a>. So I guess my point is, dating is 100% gut instinct. When the rational brain has too much to process, (her looks, the environment, things to say, do I have food in my teeth, do i smell good, gum etc....) it dulls the decision making process. Another study showed that when subjects were given 7 digits to memorize compared to 2 digits to memorize, people were more likely to choose eating chocolate cake over fruit salad. What does this mean? Well, I guess it's harder to stay disciplined with rational thought when our brain is being overloaded. Our CPU can only handle so much before it runs at less than optimal performance. So while your processing the massive amounts of information while meeting a new person, best to stay away from deciding based solely on appearances and if dating each other makes sense... instead go with the gut.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> A tragic but amazing story that I heard from the link above, is the story about a firefighter, Wag Dodge, who was in the Montana plains with his smoke jumper crew, fighting a prairie fire. They were parachuted in the middle of a fire and in the midst of coming up with a strategy, Wag realized the fire was coming their way really fast, and the only path to safety was toward the river. When they got close to the river, the winds shifted and the tall prairie grass caught fire blocking their route to the river and they were trapped inside the gulch. If you google the story, it is known as The Mann Gulch Fire. The fire at times was over 200 ft tall, and melting rock, which means it was burning over 2000 degrees fahrenheit. As expected, most of the crew started running back, which happened to be uphill. So since heat rises, the fire spreads even faster uphill, and about halfway up the hill Wag yells to his guys, "Stop." He knew the fire was spreading too fast, and it would only be a matter of time before the 30 mph flames would engulf his crew. Some did stop to look at what he was doing, but decided to "get the hell outta there." Obviously 200 ft flames would drive any man into flight mode, but Wag somehow had a moment of clarity during this extremely fearful experience and decided to take the matches out of his pocket and start a fire burning the brush around him. This is called an escape fire, and he invented it right there on the spot, in 1949. Fire can't burn what has already been burned, so he overrode his emotional fight or flight response, the strongest stimuli known to man, and connected with the rational thinking side of his brain (prefrontal cortex) and saved his life. The term "deliberate calm," is one used by commercial pilots to over come fear and fly planes during life-threatening scenarios, and it comes to mind when I read this story. 13 of Wag's crew were killed by the fire. Better in depth account is on the link here. <a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/rm/pubs_int/int_gtr299.pdf">http://www.fs.fed.us/rm/pubs_int/int_gtr299.pdf</a><br />
Dating is basically going to be electromagnetic pulses or escape fires. My escape fire is drinking. Instead of running away, being a jerk, or getting that "fake emergency text," I just start drinking. I rarely go on dates unless it's within walking distance to where I live anyways, so it works out perfect. My undesirable date will get the clue that she may have to start babysitting if she hangs around much longer. However, on one date, I got up to 4 drinks and was starting to get beer goggles, so my plan almost backfired. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div>Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-39989472627411006892010-12-08T10:48:00.000-08:002010-12-08T22:46:11.494-08:00No chocolate? and butter? and fried rice is fried??? Day 3: Holy crap I am so dumb when it comes to nutrition. I always prided myself on my ability to read and comprehend what I was reading but this subject is like a foreign language. WTF is a calorie or a carbohydrate? Saturated fat? Good and bad cholesterol? What's a good amount of sodium? What is all the shit I'm reading on the wrapper? Should I consider anything in a wrapper a refined food? What's with vegetable oil, canola oil, or olive oil, and are oils bad?<br />
I think nutrition and finance should of been taught in high school, cause it's important to know how to eat good and it's important to know how to manage your finances cause that shit is expensive. Like how the hell is a bag of nuts $7 bucks and a hamburger 99 cents? One is a damn 700 pound animal and the other is something that grows out of the ground. Just to eat right you have to commit to it both psychologically and financially, though I will say in going green you do train your stomach to chillax and not be so damn demanding all the time.<br />
I'm doing pretty good so far, I wanted to eat some butter on top of my rice but I went with some low sodium soy sauce. I was going crazy for a cig around 10 pm but I did not acquiesce. Instead, I ate some dates. Then some cashews. Then some more dates. I bought a bunch of veggies and fruits and nuts at the grocery store and I must admit it felt pretty cool at the check out counter when I compared myself to the other shoppers.<br />
My workout routine is so sick. Once you become a gym rat you realize you don't actually want to be at the gym a long time, just a short burst most days. So certain exercises I do everyday, dips, pull ups, push ups, abs and calves, which is like 30 minutes right there. The rest is just a race to exhaustion. I have to keep myself busy, I work a 9-5. That is a lot of time out of my life and if I don't squeeze in the studying and working out I'm just surviving, not thriving. Plus I'm single so there's 95% of the motivation right there, I mean lets be honest right?<br />
I recall in my last post it sounded like "I didn't care" about eating, but now I think what I meant to say is I didn't care for eating meat. I just don't want to be hungry, whatever medium is used to alleviate that feeling is fine with me, so go green I say. I think it first dawned on me my food intake was going through some radical philosophical changes when I was going out to dinner and was finding little or no interest going through the menu. I was taking advice from the waiters, not because I wanted the best food, but because I had no preference. Since I had no rules on eating, I felt like any ol' item would do, meat, no meat, chicken, fish or shrimp, all the same. Had it all a million times before and didn't see the point in making my brain engage in such a frivolous decision making process all the time. Hmmm c'mon brain lets think, what do you want chicken or shrimp, this is important shit here, tell me what you want. Are you in the mood for chicken (insert random memories of corresponding taste) or shrimp (salivating for sea creatures).<br />
Which brings me to my next major thought of the week is WTF is up with my brain? One minute it's coming up with a genius idea to better my life and engage in productivity and the next minute it's telling me to eat that crappy bacon cheeseburger with a cigarette, you had a shitty day. How am I suppose to navigate my experiences in this world when my navigational device is giving me wrong directions half the time? I know intellectual design is a common theory about why we are the way we are, and I lean toward believing in it to some degree, but the brain and the human mind and how it all works is mostly a work of mystery.Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500768656478843731.post-59850469298227682802010-12-07T17:29:00.000-08:002010-12-07T17:29:33.002-08:00Quitting everything and not caring about anything (in a good way) I'm giving up meat, dairy and cigarettes all in the same week. I have attempted all these before and failed but never all at the same time. When something is hard, make it 10 times harder and you will ultimately rise to the challenge. I know this doesn't sound logical, but once you stop using your brain and go with your gut, life makes much more sense. <div> The miserable experience of eating built up to such a point I asked the universe to intervene. I had no ideas and found myself stagnating on the problem. I told this universe, "look, this sucks, I hate eating, its a chore, it's boring, and I'm always on the go." Then the universe told me, "Well if it's so boring why don't you eat healthy." Then this crazy DVD arrived at my doorstep during the zenith of my frustration. Since actions speak louder than words, I decided action must be taken. So far day two and I'm meat, cigarette and mostly dairy free. This is not a zero tolerance attempt to get healthy, it's a lifestyle modification. I finally after two years (on and off much longer though) stopped buying a pack of cigarettes. Finally! The whole vegetarian bit came as I added it on the last minute because it would suck to kick cigs out, only to get ball cancer or heart disease from garbage meat. Like I want fucking Subways chicken sandwich anyways, or any other food chains bullshit. Once I stopped caring about what I ate, I finally realized how easy this was going to be. Not caring is the best thing in the world.</div><div> I think blogging will help keep my mind off these inferior cravings I crave, so we'll see how it goes. I wish I had a cool signing off message. I think future blogs will have some more comedic and or political undertones, this is just a test run. </div>Rich Wisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06314430232121875374noreply@blogger.com3