June 4th, 2004


Does a little dance... it's friday!!! June 4.

Ok... if yesterday was a perfect morning... then today is a perfect morning on pure heroin...
There are little wisps of cloud crawling across a crystal blue sky.
I need my sweater... it's a few degrees colder than usual but it's lovely...
It's a day meant for smiles...
A day for hearts to remember what love is.
And for friendships to remember just how much difference they make in a life.

The door bell rang at 7:00 (our alarm goes off at 7:20... rings till 7:40 then, normally I would wake up... hahahaha... no really... and crawl over the kids and Suz and turn it off...)
I know the door bell rang because the sound of our door bell had absolutely no place what-so-ever in the exceptional dreams I was having at that moment... So I staggered downstairs in my boxers and a housecoat to open the garage door for the worker bee's that are doing our walk. After much negotiation (after my shower...etc) with the contractor... we decided to put a low retaining wall all along the outside edge of the walk way and also managed to negotiate him down by several hundred dollars on the total package price so I'm kinda all happy 'bout that... :D

~ um... checks... oh... red stripee ftls
~ blue jeans... [ :: friday friday friday... he remains quite a strange boy :: ]
~ b.u.m. equip tshirt and a big warmish beige sweater...
~ um... ok, more style sheet testing... but that's getting towards the end...
~ reading (again) the BS15000 standards binder... making a new "reusable engagement package" from those specs... gasp...
~ something about red hot monkey sex... um... er, never mind...
~ there.com tonight... I hope... :D :D
~ that you'd go and read [ :: this post :: ] by my friend, hilts. Makes a valid point...
~ for a great weekend to be in store for cottontimer... she posted an "average day" post the other day... and it was really kinda nice... I absolutely dig finding out how the days and lives go for my friends in such far off parts of the world... seeing the ways that we are all so very much the same (she's in Vietnam now with her family...)
~ to just send some "I think you're fantastic" vibes out to complet_je because... um... she's fantastic.
~ I could fill a nice clean, warm and comfy, sock with happy and send it to crushdmb... just 'cause.
~ that I could go to Karioki (sp?) night with nordicgrrl... :D
~ and that whatever is up... works out like a bandit for you sugar... er... sugarvaulter... :D

Kinda wanted to talk about oil here... oil and saudi ... but I'm gonna save that for a little later.

Instead... let me turn to someone I respect and admire for a quote.
(and I almost never ever ever quote someone elses journal in mine... but I really like this one)

Do you know fallingforward?
Yeah... well maybe you do and maybe you don't ...
Here's a quote from a public post in her journal.
I'm quoting it... because it sums up so many deeply felt rants very nicely.
It's a small quote from [ :: this long post :: ]
... and it goes like this;
Mommy and daddy do have some explaining to do, in my book.
They need to explain why they insist on making this [ lesbian relationships] a sexual issue.
And why this supposedly sexual issue is so much more heinous than those
infecting the very religion that's being held up as the moral accuser of gay families.
Why is it that a pedophile priest can obtain absolution, succor, forgiveness,
from the church, but a public office holder who supports a woman's choice
cannot take communion?
An officer of the church can sexually molest a child and be offered redemption,
no matter how many offenses, but a loving same-sex family can't be a part of
that church unless they "go straight"?

~ I applaud this woman for her clear sight on this pathetic issue.
(and yeah, I kinda think she's like a super hero... sorta Miss Galaxy like...)

Ok... all done for now... time to do my bosses bidding for a bit...
See ya. :D
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since the dawn of the root canal problem...
I have not had the teeth to enjoy a healthy dose of crack...

That changes now...

it's crack time...

crunch crunch crunch...
the hand

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blue line erradication.
An enjoyable passtime on a friday afternoon.

sometimes I through my arms up and ...
bring them down to wash my hands.
you can play the games with me...
and I'll play along.

Then I just grab the soap and whistle while I clean.

Say g'night gracy...

yeah... this is longish...

// rant on

Ok... so before the war in Iraq broke out... I was journaling away with conflicted emotions and maybe writing from a part of me that is controlled by a deeper fear than the usual fears that drive words from fingers. I was only joining the team... we were, so many of us journal types, talking about the war... and trying to make sense of unbelievable times.

We anticipated the war... [ :: and squabbled about the reasons to fight... let alone the way we would fight :: ]
"They all melt quite nicely when set alight by the explosions of war."

The reality of what was in store... was hardly palatable... [ :: and it was going to be expensive... :: ]
and just 1/100 of 1% of the directed attacks against the city went towards the wrong target...

And the news media were in an absolute frenzy... [ :: I wish they fucking blow somethi:: ]
This is Ashley Crow. As you can see, I have on my very best "watching things blow up" outfit...

In that process... although I cannot find the post now... I wrote about the historical significance of power... sources of energy and fuel... as the lynch pin of war through the ages. I was rather nasty about saying... "don't be fooled... this war is being fought to protect American Oil interests..." and I was soundly critisized for this notion.

I stand here today... not so much saying "see... I was right" but saying ... "oh my god... I had no idea it was so freaking complicated".

Did you know that 17 of the 19 terrorists identified from 9/11 were from Saudi Arabia?

How about ... Did you know that on 9/12... the day the world of aviation stood still... an unparallelled event in modern history... a single jet liner flew from the United States? It was a Saudi Jet. It was authorized to leave and fly some Saudi Royals and their guests home to the Middle East. Their guests??? Yeah, that would be members of the family "Bin Ladden" (or how ever you spell that...). No, I'm not making this up.


Why did they get to fly out? Because it's Saudi Arabia ... 9 million barrels a day baby. A country who's leaders can walk, unscheduled, into the white house and see the President any day of the week... unlike almost any other world leader let alone any other elected official in the USA...


9 million barrels a day ...

The complexity of the worlds interdependence... economic, political, scientific, social... on Oil is freaking unbelievable.

If scientists descovered a viable answer to the idea of Cold Fusion today... totally eliminating the need for Oil... what do you think would happen?
How many MAJOR corporations in the United States derive their existence from the movement of Oil?
Do you think they'd stand by and let the Cold Fusion genie out of the bottle?
The global economy would be fucked on a scale hitherto unimagined.

And for my money... this would be a great and wonderful thing.
But it's not my money. It's the money that props up the United States Government... The political parties and their delicate process.... to say nothing of Middle Eastern, and European stability.

And that's OIL MONEY.

Do you still believe that the war was fought because there was a credible reason to believe Iraq... the shit hole of the middle east... was a clear and present danger to American Safety?

Note: I didn't mention WDM there muchachos...

The answer is that YES... Iraq did present such a danger... they threatened to destabilize the global OIL structure.

How many American personnel and machines of War are stationed in Saudi? And how many political blow jobs (Saudi Airline takes off on 9/12) can the US avoid if they owned Iraq's ass.

Well they own it now... except the damn renters are giving the new landlords a hard time.

Of course... things have always been stable in Saudi Arabia. So there should no worries eh.

Well, while we continue to dedicate Newspaper columns to the evil actions of a few burnt out paid soldiers in that Iraqi Prison... making a few prisoners do disgraceful and psychologically painful things... Terrorists killed foreign nationals en mass in Saudi last weekend ... I'm talking putting a group of women in a hotel room ... and slitting their throats one by one... so the living could watch their friends bleed out... and our papers talked about it... for a day... then forgot.

WE NEED to start paying more attention to what is going on in Saudi... and maybe ask a few hard questions about why so much assistance was given to the 9/11 terrorists by the Saudi's government.

//rant off...

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::::::::::::::[ end of day me ]::::::::::::

and a whole bunch of happy it's over too.

A long week behind me... and I'm hoping for a grand weekend ahead.

See ya later.

(and we can all do own thing to exercise the cheeks this time... mmk? :D)

one more time...

I'm just say'en this again... so I don't keep living issues like one that's wrapping around me today...

I think you guys are great and I totally dig reading the stuff in Lj that I get a chance to read.
In fact, my family teases the heck out of me about how much time I spend hangin with you.

Many of you seem to click really well with me and we get on great...
I find that to be an amazing thing...
especially when I consider the distances, both physical and metaphysical, between us.

Note, however, that I use the lj feature "Default View". 
This lets me add a group of journals to a filter that becomes the default "view" of my friends list....
Click "friends" and that list is all I see.

I move large blocks of friends' journals in and out of that filter when the mood hits me.
This way I try to keep a manageable list ... a group I can read and keep up with.

Often, it is true, that I come back to someones journal and find that momentous events have transpired since the last time I read them. 
When possible ... I track back and see what's up.

If I'm missing something... and it's a big deal to you... well cool... let me know.
I get a lot of that... and I really appreciate it when it happens.

I journal with my little morning post things... pictures...  tv show updates... rants... whatever... for my own reasons.
and I read ... for my own reasons. 
I'm certain... in fact it's proven to me on a regular basis...
that a great many people that come across my journal think I'm an absolute nut. (and I don't actually care!)

I don't "not read you" for any draconian, freak-out reason and if it really bugs you to know that I don't read you all the time...
well... click click click and oh look... the door.

I really don't have room in my life for guilt trips.
So keep those to yourself.


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well positive parenting at it's best...

We just finished an intensive session of training and now I can safely say that both boys can do the Six Million Dollar Man run...
(I provide the sound effects).


Yuppers... I can almost hear the bells at Harvard now.