St. Paddy & Other Grave Issues

Well, seems we'll be going to war any minute. Despite worldwide protestations, the Powers that Be feel it prudent to waste human lives, planetary resources, and any chance humanity might currently have to prove to any galactic observers that we have the potential to be an intelligent species. What a bloody waste.

Steph proposed that the Shrub may be ha-Satan incarnate as prophesied by the Bible. She speculated that this Devil man would come to us as a man of God and take over the world, making it a place of nightmare. She could be right. Who am I to say? I'm not so confident about it, as I feel that prophecy is usually 'damaged goods' from the get-go. How can something truly be the fulfillment of prophecy since there are so many who believe so vehemently that they are more than willing to manipulate the playing board, as 't'were, to manifest the original proclamation? Then again, perhaps fulfillment by this method was part of the original prophecy all along. The mind boggles. One thing I do know is that people who are part of a dying society are quite prone to viewing the world through apocalyptic-coloured lenses. The Roman Empire was awash in doomsday foretellings for some time before its fall. It's just part of human and societal nature, I think. I also believe that we're in the throes of the end of the American Empire and that visions of Armageddon will be in the peripheries of American sight for years to come until we, too, fade away into something other than a world power. It's the cycle of things and cannot be denied or avoided. All this is how I see it and it could be skewed beyond all belief. Time alone will really tell.

In other news, I'm draped in varying shades of green today. Not that I'm a huge proponent of St. Patrick, who was quite instrumental in the persecution of Irish Paganry in favour of the One True Church ~ I just don't fancy being pinched by anyone. If anyone ventured to pinch me, I'm afraid I'd have to knock their empty head clear off their shoulders, and that's not a good work ethic, since I'm here at work now.

Yesterday was a lovely lazy day spent with Llew. He left around 6:30 last night, all glowy and mellow. As he has Important Bank Matters to which to attend, I told him I'd call this morning around 8 to wake him up. I did that and promised to call again around 8:30 to make certain the wake-up call took.

Here I am at work again. I didn't want to get up. Falling asleep halfway through 'Children of Dune' didn't make me happy at all and I have the feeling I'm going to do the same thing tonight. Missing films based on the books that helped me understand the role of religion and politics in the control of empires and villages alike doesn't make Tin a happy camper. I should have taped it. The good thing is that SciFi shows their miniseries about 12,000 times, so I have the chance to catch it all again.

Anyway....work. Seems like we'll be doing a great huge project for some 'American Idol' movie called From Justin to Kelly. Brilliant. Drain a passing fad for all its worth is what I say! What's so sad is that this movie will probably be a raging success. How sad for us all. At least it will ensure job security for myself and my buds at RCA...for a while... Whee!

OK, off to work for me.

Special Quiz

Since it made me laugh my ass slap off my body (it's still bouncing aroundt he office), I had to give it an exclusive spot on the Cliffs.





You are filled with barely-controlled, simmering rage. You hate your job, your boss, your creepy neighbors, and the motherfucker that just cut you off, come back here you bastard I'll kick your fucking ass! You can't wait to get off this miserable dustball of a planet and nobody really understands you.

Which Zoological Mystery Are You?

this, and other fine quizolas was made by the chicks @ Spookbot

Last Stop

I posted this once before, but I think it's even more appropriate now that the US Government is about to embark upon a terrorist act against Iraq.

The Last Stop by Dave Matthews
Fire The sun is well asleep
Moon is high above
Fire grows from the east
How is this
Hate so deep
Lead us all so blindly killing killing
Fools we are
If hate's the gate to peace
This is the last stop
For raining tears
War
The only way to Peace
I don't fall for that
Raining tears
You're righteous, so righteous
You're always so right
Go ahead and dream
Go ahead believe that you are the chosen one
Raining tears
Oh no
Gracious even God
Bloodied the cross
Your sins are washed enough
Mother's cry
"Is hate so deep
Must a baby's bones
This hungry fire feed?"
As smoke clouds roll in
The symphony of death
This is the last stop
Scream
Right is wrong now
Shut up you big lie
This black and white lie
You comb your hair to hide
Your lying eyes
You're righteous, so righteous
You're always so right
But why your lie
Go ahead and dream
Go ahead believe that you are the chosen one
This is the last stop
Here there's more than is showing up
Hope that we can break it down
It's not so black and white
You're righteous
You're righteous
You're righteous
You're always so right
There you are nailing a good tree
Then say forgive me, forgive me
Why
Raining tears
This is the last stop
Here there is more than is showing up
Hope that we can break it down
It's not so black and white

Kill Me Now

I have to work 12 hours this coming Saturday.

12 hours of idiots calling me with stupid questions and inane issues. 12 hours of mush-mouthed men and whiny women. 12 hours in a nightmare.

Kill me now! Now, I say, now!!!!

Llew is a Hobbit

He gave me a gift on his birthday. It's a sand sculpture of an Orca which he nabbed during his Florida trip. And a lovely thing it is gracing my book shelf!

Idiot

This dude at the Atlanta branch pissed me off about three years ago by trying to schmooze me with his Star Wars knowledge, then informing me that he's learned that, if he creates a common ground with people, he can then get in their good graces and earn special treatment. I instantly despised him because he's essentially a politician and a stupid one at that.

So, a couple of weeks ago he submitted a prepack order that wasn't correctly filled out, nor did it have the right authorisation codes or signatures. I told him I couldn't do it, that he needed to get this information for me. Just today, he sent the revamped order, then called to see how soon the warehouse can get the prepack out for him. I told him that it takes 5 business days for the warehouse to work on a prepack so I couldn't guarantee any date earlier than that. So he then went into the spiel about how important it is that the items get there asap and he told me all about the project he arranged with the record stores and blah blah blah, like I give any sort of a damn. I told him again that I couldn't guarantee anything. "Can we expedite this just a little?" he asked. "I can let the warehouse know it needs to go out asap, but they still have their 5 days to ship the prepack out," said I. "Can't you rush it some, just for meeeee?" he pleaded, with his voice going all mock cute, like he and I are friends.

What a moron. He has no clue that he insulted me years ago and that I hold grudges from the Inner Ring of Hell. Besides, I tend not to assist people who have the IQ of 30 and he obviously does. Why did it take him 2 weeks to get another order to me? He's needing this expedited now because he drug his feet (and apparently his knuckles as well).

No amount of schmoozing will help him now. He dropped the ball and must now take responsibility before his superiors. Maybe they'll be easy on him, especially if he's created a good basis of similarity, like he did with me and Star Wars.

.....idiot......

Triade Ceremony

I will be Priestessing this coming Saturday and joining 3 dear people together in a handfasting of sorts. Here's the ceremony I've written in accordance with their needs and requests. It's pretty general as far as the Wiccan portion of it, but that's OK. I think I can work quite nicely in the format and, since they're comfortable with the contents, I'm well-pleased and looking forward to it all.
( Triade Ceremony )

A Great Pic

Courtesy of ravenlygirl

Oh my god...

The music made for 'Children of Dune' is painfully exquisite... I must get this on CD.

Only

in this human world can honesty be so brutally punished.