Day 94

Apr. 4th, 2017 08:05 pm
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April 4, 2017 - Joaquin Castro tells Wolf Blitzer, "I wouldn't be surprised after all of this is said and done that some people end up in jail."

This makes my heart sing -- please to be noting my screen name and icon!

Castro predicts Trump aides will go to jail in Russia investigation.

Day 93

Apr. 3rd, 2017 08:02 pm
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April 3, 2017 - What is Unmasking and Did Susan Rice Do Anything Wrong?

Requesting that is a routine thing for national security advisers to do, according to former senior officials, including Keith Alexander, who directed the National Security Agency.

Rice didn't and couldn't "order" the unmasking of any American, current and former officials say. The agencies that hold the raw surveillance transcripts — usually the NSA or the FBI — make that decision. It's a process subject to rules and reviewed by lawyers, and it has to be justified by an intelligence purpose.

What is Unmasking, and Did Susan Rice Do Anything Wrong?

Day 92

Apr. 2nd, 2017 07:59 pm
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April 2, 2017 Rep. Devin Nunes' credibility questioned as Russia Investigation goes on.

"...Now it is the odor of apparent complicity that the White House is smelling. For days, no one at the White House would answer the easily answerable question of who had cleared Nunes into the White House compound to view sensitive intelligence information. Then on Thursday, shortly before Spicer’s briefing, the New York Times reported that two White House officials have been involved in helping to provide Nunes with the information. The Washington Post later named a third person who was involved in handling the material."

Russia Investigation has a few front: Inside the White House

Day 91

Apr. 1st, 2017 07:58 pm
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April 1, 2017 Who the Hell is Evelyn Farkas?

I don't know her personally, we've never met. However, if I ever have the opportunity to meet her, I'd greet her with a hug and a kiss!

This is a great article - go have a look.

Who the Hell is Evelyn Farkas?

Day 90

Mar. 31st, 2017 08:32 pm
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March 31, 2017

Still sick, but better. Plus, I'm totally swept up with the train wreck going on in Washington right now. I have a sad feeling that the only person who will face any real heat is Mike Flynn, and we'll still be stuck with #45.

Oh well, listen to these lovely ladies sing this wonderful song.

Day 77

Mar. 18th, 2017 05:19 pm
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Eyes that don't see - to know much but understand little:

"...Knowledge always comes paired with responsibility. Any insight into who we are--our gifts and faults--and about who our neighbor is--their needs and suffering, comes with an equal measure of responsibility. Do we take what we know, about the world, ourselves and God, and knead it into the very fabric of our lives--acting with love toward others? Or are we as certain stoics and cynics, peering out at the broken mass of humanity, smugly clutching onto ineffectual knowledge, choosing not to put what we know into practice (or if we do, only half-heartedly) and be the hands and feet of Christ? Do we see a neighbor, or just someone else?..."

Eyes That Don't See - To Know Much But Understand Little

Day 76

Mar. 17th, 2017 05:21 pm
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The Christian Right Was Right!


"...As a lifelong Christian I’ve had a sick sense of déjà vu watching politicians professing to be followers of Jesus dismantling every program designed to care for the vulnerable and the hurting, seeing the way the powerful are being awarded greater power, watching empathy vanishing and hatred skyrocketing. I’ve heard this story a million times before; proclaimed on Sunday mornings from pulpits, unleashed in religious social media rants, and shouted through bullhorns on street corners. I knew this was coming, or at least I should have. We all should have. These harbingers of doom were absolutely right to warn us—and ironically they were the very ones they were warning us about. In the sickest kind of self-fulfilling prophecy, they were the plague of these days that they said would come...."


The Christian Right Was Right
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February 3, 2017 - Real news articles that would make a great novel

01. Boston's Mysterious Vanishing Men

I've been following this one for about a year. Sometimes, I'm 100% convinced that it's a serial killer, and other times, I wonder if it could be just a bizarre series of coincidences.

02. Human feet still washing up on shore along the Pacific Northwest

Cathy and I first read about this in 2009, and actually started outlining a story. I still have all our notes, links, and rough drafts, but can't get anywhere with it.

Just for fun, here is the obligatory Tom Hardy / Taboo Reference

This is where the feet are being found.

03. The Blue Moon Killer

Alas, the witchcraft angle was dispelled rather quickly, but I really wanted it to be true. I didn't really believe it was witchcraft, but some of the weird stuff we hear about in other parts of the world, it just sounded intriguing and out of the ordinary.

04. Man Beheaded on Bus

As horrible as this is, I couldn't help but notice the Highlander tie-in, the witness who gave a statement was named Caton, it was like back in the days of ATH and our months-long threads.
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Jasmine and I were at the convenience store on the corner of Glenstone and Grand at approximately 5:00pm. Across the street, on the southwest corner of the intersection, there was a large pickup truck lodged between the base of the traffic light and a telephone pole.

I don't know...

Anyway, we saw at least five police cars, two tow trucks, an emergency rescue vehicle, and I'm not sure what else. Grand was blocked west of Glenstone, and the right south bound lane of Glenstone was closed. It was a complete mess and I'm thrilled we were able to avoid it.

A friend sent this link a few minutes ago.


Wanted Woman Causes 3-vehicle Crash by Speeding Away From Police

Evidently, she really did not want to go to jail...


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How I Spent My Summer Vacation
by Connie



Thursday, 08/04, was a complete do-nothing, not even a shower, total decompress day. It was wonderful. I watched several shows on demand that I had missed at their normal airings.

Friday, 08/05, Les and I did the grocery shopping, I cleaned a bit and did laundry. That evening, my sister Linda and I went to the Art Walk , a fun event held on the first Friday of every month. Local artists of every medium imaginable have their wares up for sale. My favorite was the glass blower, but the heat was so overwhelming, we were driven out rather quickly. Some of the high end galleries have fancy hors d’oeuvres and wine.

After seeing all the sites, we had dinner at Patton Alley and listened to a local band that was actually pretty good, but not a single one of the members looked old enough to be out of high school, let alone playing music in a bar.

When I finally maded it home, I began to have a very frightening pain in the right side of my neck, with corresponding pain and pressure in the right upper arm, along with a “pins and needles” sensation in the right forearm, hand and fingers. I asked Linda to accompany me to the Emergency Room, since it was 9:45pm and the Urgent Care Clinics were closed.

We presented to St. John’s ER at approximately 10:09pm and immediately saw the crowded-almost-to-capacity waiting room. We discussed leaving and coming back later, but the symptoms I mentioned above resumed, so we decided to stay.

The young woman who took my vitals explained that they had been “slammed” most of the evening and I might have to wait several hours to be treated. I told her that I’d already seen the waiting room, but felt it would be in my best interest to stay, and was willing to wait patiently. She apologized once more, and thanked me for being so understanding.

During the wait, I had an opportunity to bond with several of my “co-patients.” One man, who looked exactly like Frank Zappa circa 1978, stated he had been waiting since 6:00pm. Another lady, who had brought in her father, told me they'd been there since 5:00pm. A younger man told me he'd brought his wife in at 6:30pm.

10:45pm: a man presented with a facial laceration. He related that he’d been struck in the head by a glass bottle someone had thrown. When the triage staff had his information entered into the computer, one of them handed him some gauze 4x4s that had been wetted with saline, told him to apply pressure to the laceration and to have a seat in the waiting room. He sat there with blood running down his face and was still sitting there when I was taken back to a room.

Over the next two hours, three people checked in with severe stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea. They were directed to sit in the waiting room with the rest of us, and given emesis basins. We got to see and hear them vomiting, and wondered how long before they infected the rest of us.

1:00am: the Assistant Director of Nursing for the trauma center came out and tried to speak to each individual, explaining how busy the physician/nursing staff were in the back, apologize for our long wait, and to see if there was anything she could do to make us more comfortable. I asked her if she could give me a ball park estimate as to how much longer I’d have to wait. She consulted her clipboard and stated there were eleven people ahead of me, and barring any unforeseen ambulances/helicopters/life threatening traumas, I could probably be taken back in the next two or three hours.

3:00am: the elderly gentleman in the wheelchair had a tonic-clonic seizure and vomited all over himself, his wife, his daughter and the floor. Two of the triage staff members brought out towels and attempted to clean him off. They resituated him in the wheelchair and took him back to one of the trauma rooms. The vomit and towels were left on the floor. Approximately fifteen minutes later, two Housekeepers arrived to clean up the vomit, but when they finished, they rolled their dirty cleaning rags up into the vomit covered towels, and dumped the whole mess in a laundry hamper right there in the waiting room.

4:00am: an elderly woman joined us. Her face was so edematous and swollen that the skin was stretched taut and shiny, and her eyelids were almost swollen shut. Her hands matched her face and her feet and ankles had developed a purple, bruised appearance.

5:00am: I'm finally taken back to a treatment room and a doctor came in just minutes later. He apologized for the long wait and stated they’d been “slammed”. We discussed my symptoms; he did a cursory exam of my neck and shoulder, then ordered x-rays and a cervical MRI.

5:07am: A young lady came to escort me to the MRI department. It took thirty minutes to finish the exam, and I was taken to the radiology department for x-rays of my right shoulder and arm.

6:00am: I returned to the treatment room and my nurse asked if I needed anything for comfort or pain relief. I told him I thought I was okay for the time being. He gave me the call light switch and said I should use that if I needed anything at all.

9:00am: When we hadn’t seen or heard from the staff for three hours, my sister went to the nursing desk to see what was going on. One of the nurses stated they were still awaiting the radiology/MRI results. Linda asked if she, the nurse, or the physician could call for the results. The nurse moved some folders and paperwork aside to access the phone and found my radiology reports.

9:20am: a different doctor came in and diagnosed me with a herniated disc between C5-C6 vertebrae, and that he’d spoken with a neurologist for advice on the proper treatment and medications. He gave me prescriptions for steroids, a mild narcotic pain reliever, muscle relaxers, and a sling for my bum arm. We talked for a few minutes more; he answered several questions and then said I could go home.

9:35am: When Linda and I began the walk from ER to the Pharmacy, we saw the elderly gentleman who had seized in the waiting room, still sitting in one of the trauma rooms. Additionally, we saw the swollen lady sitting in a chair in the hallway; she wasn’t even in a room.

9:55am: After we filled my prescriptions and ate some breakfast in the hospital cafeteria, we had to walk back through the ER to access the parking lot we used night before. As we passed the waiting room, we saw the man with the facial laceration still sitting there, looking much worse than before, his whole face looked bruised and his eyes were swollen and puffy.

Saturday, 08/06 - arrived home at 10:07am, and did nothing but sleep and take medicine.

Sunday, 08/07 and Monday, 08/09 - The symptoms were greatly reduced and there was much rejoicing.

Tuesday, 08/10 - I feel even better than yesterday, and if I'm very careful, I can do whatever I need to do without pain or numbness. I'm going to take Thursday and Friday off, just for good measure, and won't make a follow up appointment with the neurologist unless the pain and spasms return.

Now I ask you friends, is that a vacation or is that a vacation?!
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PORT ORCHARD, Wash. - A severed foot was found inside a hiking boot Saturday at a construction site in Kitsap County, but officials have no idea how it got there.

Deputy Scott Wilson of the Kitsap County Sheriff's Office said the foot had a sock on it, and it was wearing an athletic style hiking boot.

Workers had seen the boot lying at the construction site, near Bethel Road SE and Lund Avenue in Port Orchard, a few days before but didn't take much notice of it.

Then on Saturday at about 6:30 p.m. some of the construction workers decided to take a closer look at the boot. That's when they saw the severed foot inside and called deputies to report it, Wilson said.

He said the foot had not "been there forever," but he couldn't say how long it had been there.

Wilson said he believes the boot was dragged to the construction site, by either an animal or piece of equipment, and was not severed where it was found.

Officials didn't say whether it was a right or left foot, or whether it had belonged to a male or female.

A number of severed feet have been found inside athletic shoes up and down the shorelines of lower British Columbia in recent months, but there was no indication whether this foot was linked to them in any way.

None of the severed feet in Canada were found at inland locations like the Port Orchard foot.

The Kitsap County Sheriff’s Office and coroner are investigating.

This just screamsto be written. I think I'll dub our killer The Podiatrist!

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