I’m perfectly happy with the color of my hair. I’ll be fine when it goes grey, too. I just hope enough is left when it goes grey for it to matter.

If someone said, “Pick a primary color. Your hair will now be the color,” I’d go with blue.

If someone said, “yada-yada secondary color yada-yada-yada-yada,” I’d go with green.

If someone said, “bladdity-blah-blah tertiary color bladdity-blah,” I’d say, “Is that a real term?”

And if that someone said, “It sure is, now answer the question,” I’d say, “Well, then, I guess I’d go without the same color your hair has. Can you give me the manufacturer’s name and the part number for your hair piece?”

1.) Let the other people involved do what they want
2.) Keep putting yourself out so that the other people can keep hitting you
3.) Don’t defend yourself
4.) Pick the perfect time to demonstrate the other people’s incompetence and say exactly what they don’t want to hear
5.) Let them kill you

6.) After it seems like defeat has been accomplished, come back and stomp the guy who started the fight to begin with.

Having a piece of poli sausage stuck in one’s carotid artery would be a cause for a massive coronary.

Being shot in the chest with an arrow would be a cause for massive blood loss.

Not wearing a seatbelt while driving the time a kid tries to chase a ball into the street would be a case for a driving wheel-shaped impression in the ribs.

Someone else’s careless wielding of a chainsaw in the midst of a zombie apocalypse would be a cause for bisection.

One could have documentation of the cause of one’s reconciliation with God sewn into one’s coat

All sorts of intersections between one’s heart and causes

Well, when I left high school I went to college for computer engineering, switch majors to computer science, graduated, got a job doing computer science-y stuff, and am now going to seminary. So, that part of my life is taking a different path.

I didn’t know my wife when I was in high school, so I couldn’t have anticipated being married to her when I was in high school.

I live in Colorado, which I didn’t anticipate.

My life is different in lots of ways. I’m glad my life hasn’t been limited by my imagination.

Interesting. Should I answer this with respect to today, or with respect to Wednesday, when I supposed to post this? How ’bout I do both?

First, Wednesday.

What did I do on Wednesday? I worked about 10 hours, came home, ate dinner, and then worked another 7 hours. What was the most interesting thing? Needing to work till 2am isn’t it, but I’m sure it’s contributing to my lack of a solid memory about that day.

Now, today.

Today I was one of a group of people helping a friend tear down a bunch of rabbit hutches and cages and things. Probably the most interesting part was watching the mice run as we disturbed their homes. They are quick boogers. Also, I stepped on a nail that went through my (turd encrusted) boot and into my toe. Turns out my tetanus vaccination is out of date, so I’ll have to deal with that. But, we got the job done! Everything is out of where the rabbits have been living and the rabbits are (as far as I know) safely ensconced in their new home.

Masquerade – Detritus
Dancin’ on a Volcano – Ken Tamplin
Poison – Alice Cooper
Force Fed – Precious Death
Flight of Icarus – Iron Maiden
The Solid Rock – Edward Mote
Young Man’s Dream – Galactic Cowboys

Many things are past. Like this topic and the next five, which I should have posted days ago. Being able to think only of myself is past. Being able to stay up all night playing StarCraft. That has passed. Eating “far more than seems necessary or even reasonable”? Past. Abiding by silly American usage standards that say punctuation that isn’t part of a quote should be included within the quotation marks? Past. Thinking of fulfillment through things accomplished at work? Past Past Past Past Past. Time left to write this post? _________ (fill in the blank)

Without a doubt, my favorite conspiracy theory is that lizard men live in the crust of the earth. Reptoids apparently once had a city under the current site of Los Angeles. It’s a colorful theory. They apparently still live under Antarctica and enjoy using humans for their blood and intestinal fat to avoid accidental shapeshifting out of human form, but eventually microchipped mind control will take care of the problem.

Anyway, spend a little time searching for “reptoids.” The “shapeshifting” video of George W. Bush is pretty good, too.

This is a bit late, I know, but…

When I think of “orange” I think of one thing – Cheetos!

Why, because they are tasty, delicious, yummy, they fight scurvy, and they are satisfying.

That’s right they fight scurvy.

Hey, they’re orange, aren’t they? That means they have vitamin C, right?

For those that aren’t in the know, I suggest reading these two episodes 8-Bit Theater: One and Two.

Wow. I submitted this one to test the mettle of my compatriots. You have performed well.

Is there a connection? There’s the obvious one of the long term health hazards of overeating (or mal-using) the Heath bar. There’s the issue of trying to swallow one whole and getting it caught in one of these. Melanie pointed out an actual historic connection, and “Dr. Rigg” pointed out, as #10, what is potentially the best medicinal use of a Heath bar.

But, in general, I think everyone would just feel better if every once in a while they had a candy bar (or other appropriate harmless relaxation ingestment), and that certainly wouldn’t hurt our health.