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Here are Trump’s actual words FROM LAST NIGHT: “There won’t be any transition of power, just a continuation of power. We’ll just throw out the ballots.”
In uttering that phrase, he instantly stole the election. It’s done. It’s over. Period. Continue reading
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8JM143M92Y&t=148s
The Eternal Game — it’s always some form of “Capture the Flag”, whether the flag is a small transportable object or an entire country, and it goes on and on and on with or without you.
As a player, you can come and go. As a character in the game, you can’t go anywhere but where you are, and that’s the condition in which most people find themselves just after being rebirthed.
An endless parade of birth and death and rebirth or, as Yogi Berra said, “It’s deja vu all over again.”.
If you’re one of the late bloomers, you’ll be asking yourself “What in the world are you talking about???”, but if you’re ready to Hit the Road, Jack, you will heartily welcome the news that the game is still on, still running strong and the server is, as always, almost full, with just one open slot — you always get there just in time, whatever that means.
Hey, if you’re equipped with the standard model human, you’ve got a belly-full of neurosis by the time you hit 30.
At 60, you’ll be slowing down a bit, and when you’re well into your 70s and 80s, you’ll be wondering what’s taking so long. Continue reading
What are you saying, Fatty?
That we who served in the military are losers?
That those brave souls who died in combat, in total sacrifice and service to their country, were suckers, were losers, were stupid???
Screw you, Donald, AND the bone-spur you rode in on.
Apparently, Trump can’t remember which foot it was, and if you’ve ever had a bone-spur, you’d know he’s lying.
You can tell when he’s lying — his lips are moving. Continue reading
I’m sorry … you mentioned someone or something called a “trump”, and I don’t recall ever hearing the word, although there is, back in the 37th century, a mysterious latex hand-colored Halloween mask from the 21st century, and on the base of the neck it’s stamped, “TRUMP”, but until now, I had no idea it was an actual person.
Well, not an ACTUAL person, but he does sort of look somewhat life-like on TV, although I’m told he gives away his robot nature by the way he doesn’t look straight at you.
Kinda like the classic case of the average purse-snatcher, although I understand his snatching is aimed slightly lower down.
It may very well be that Trump achieves his kingship, but we will have the last laugh. There are forces in the world over which nobody — no one living, at least — has any control.
Why?
You can add the “Lips are Moving” part on your own. My voice just ain’t up to it. Continue reading
Well, it’s a good day, feeling well enough to get up and get out and take a long, long walk. The temperature outside is ONLY 92, which gives us a breather between the 100 degree days of July and August.
The air conditioner doesn’t work well enough to cool the air when it’s that hot outside — oh, it used to do the job quite well last summer season, but it’s not the device it once was, and needs replacing.
Problem is, that’s the bedroom air conditioner, and I’ve been quarantined for years, but officially only since March, so how do we get the thing installed? Continue reading
You start here, at the Hobbit Village, where you can resupply or just visit and chat with the locals.
Nothing bad happens in this little hobbit town — no zombies here, but just over the little stone bridge and you’d better watch your step.
The object is to avoid annoying the zombies as you stroll through the woods and little hamlets along the way.
If you stumble across one or more, they will immediately commence to attack you relentlessly and mercilessly.
At least, I HOPE mercilessly — I programmed them that way to make your task just a little more difficult. Continue reading
Yes, it’s your very own funeral motorcade and open-casket service, along with a feast at your Wake, followed by general mayhem and merriment, celebrating your life and work.
Well, at least your life.
Okay, maybe not your WHOLE life, but certainly portions thereof.
Inside Musso & Frank’s Grill where the popcorn is hot and fresh, and the soft drinks are on the house.
It’s a little different from the Hollywood version, but don’t forget, this IS the Bardo.
Signed photos of celebrities line the walls, and the famous “Oldest Bar in Hollywood, since Early This Morning.
The legendary Musso & Frank’s long hand-carved Old West Bar is complete and has been in continual service for hours and hours now.
If you are observant, you’ll take note that some of the sparkling drinks are a bit flat, and so are the bottles of booze and in fact everything else in the back of the bar, but don’t worry, it doesn’t look flat to the inhabitants, just as the four-dimensional objects in your ordinary world don’t look flat to you although the people might. Continue reading
What goes on INSIDE a Godd™ Particle?
Good question, and one well worth answering in detail. There’s a LOT going on all the time inside your Godd Particle.
When you enter the virtual world of Godd, you work through the Avatar, linking up with him, her or it to create a unique interdimensional partnership, which can involve many more than just two participants.
Just because you leave the virtual space, it doesn’t mean that everything crashes to a grinding halt.
It doesn’t. With you or without you, life goes on, obla-di, obla-da — sorry to bring you down.
It’s not just in the multiplayer virtual worlds like Second Life and Diablo and Quake. Life goes on inside the Godd™ Particle that’s hanging on a silver chain around your neck.
It happens inside all virtual world environments, whether they are multiplayer or not.