New year's eve

Its that time again!  A past year is forgotten (me, at least) and a new one begins.

2011 will be more of the same.  Terrorism, or rather an insurgency in Iraq and Afghanistan that won't go away.  More terrorism, but from that murderous tyrant god.  New Zealand is hosting the IRB rugby world cup.  It will be mainly played at a stadium called Eden Park.  Are Al-Qaeda planning on suiting up their suicide bombing vests for that one?

2011 will mark the ten year anniversary of 9/11 - in September - on the eleventh.  Who knows?  Perhaps the war on terrorism will end "at a date and time of our choosing" just like Dubya said.  Then, the United States will move on to their next enemy.  Go back to fighting communists?  It seems that that country wants a new enemy every ten years.  I know that those clowns in the Central Intelligence Agency can't help but keep the Osama Bin Laden nightmare alive because of partly their alliance to the mob.  What?

Like Lennon said too,"Another year over and a new one just begun."  In that song, he also asks,"What have you done?".

Corrections and clarifications

• Yuke's Media are the developers of the underwhelming Smackdown VS. Raw 2011.
• Little Rio or New Rio?  Take your damn pick.  But me moving out of this unfriendly town seems promising.
• Please, if someone could, let me use your computer to do my Xbox 360 movie editing.  Contact details can be found on the Countdown customer service board.
• A Nazi kid?  You better believe it.  I saw a ten year old do a Nazi salute today.  A once in a lifetime moment, if I had my camera.  I was on a bus by the beach.
• I have been thinking about starting a new blog devoted to computer gaming.
• Finally, a question.  If pussy is like a jellybean - which colour does it taste like?  Because I don't know.

WWE Smackdown VS. Raw 2011 Review

Games are continuing to change.  The people who make them, developers, are always finding new ways to present them.  With that, it is why in Smackdown VS. Raw 2011 you get straight in the ring as practice (once you get past all the load screens) then unlock 10g if you complete all the moves.

For those new to the WWE franchise, something like that is helpful.  But experienced WWE gamers like myself could even find it helpful too.

Debuting in the 2010 update, the storyline creator, has not been dropped for 2011.  Smackdown VS. Raw 2011 can apparently boast the largest roster compared to any WWE game before it.  It could be 2014 until we can simulate an x-rated nude mud wrestling match between created superstars Mariah Carey and Beyonce Knowles for the Queen of Pop Diva title.  Then, with the new 'WWE family first policy' - no chance!

The beauty of WWE games is any search online with the keywords, CAW smackdown raw xbox, you should find the games have created a community that helps you to go so far to create your dream matches.  The information you need to create your characters to put inside the game are all there on those sites.

CAW means, create a wrestler.  But, like almost everything else on this blog, its probably unreliable and wrong.

The default controls remain the same unless you change them.  B and left stick for an Irish whip for instance.  My first gripe is with the visuals.  Figures really do look like something out of like Wallace and Gromit - unlike what they appeared in 2009 or 2010.  The clayness of the characters make the simulation less realistic.  I think though, unsuccessfully, realism is what they were trying to achieve.

"Why are you hitting yourself?  Are you mad at yourself?"

The menu buttons look lame.  But it is weird how I say that yet in 2009 the main options were just large bolded white text that gave an arcade feel.  The other options are even more simpler in that version.  The keep it simple stupid (KISS) idea must have worked.

Maybe there could be an ability to throw your opponent over the barrier then fight amongst the crowd?  Also, new and unusual weapons in hardcore matches could jazz up the game.  For now, I've created former WCW superstar Bill Goldberg.  The muscle who had pretty much every other wrestler on the WCW roster job to him.  Which if you know the business, means, give away wins for the credibility sake of your opponent by accepting the request of management to be defeated.  Yes, the concept was have some former bald footballer dude come in, enter matches, spear, jackhammer then go away with the victory every one hundred and sixty or so times without being defeated once.  It was brash, but it worked.  Most matches only lasted under thirty seconds which made jobbing all the more obvious.

The nitty gritty of Smackdown VS. Raw 2011 would have to be an exhibition match.  Playing what this game is all about though, feels lame and extremely awkward.  The gameplay moves so quickly, it is not like a televised match on what is now called 'WWE HD', but like a film being fast forwarded without the ripples.  What makes part of that description are the cameras that come in from all angles when you do a signature or finishing move.  Combined with the play-doh wrestlers it is well, something else.

I really do think THQ must do this on purpose and that is fuck up a franchise that I thought was going strong until the 2009 game.  There is a likelihood that the game may need more time to grow on me but at the date of this review?  I strongly recommend purchasing the 2009 game and find out how better of a simulator it is compared to this.

Roid rage.

Official Xbox Magazine gave the game a six.  I will join and stand by that.

Home again

I saw more Asians and European cars that I could shake a stick at.  I even saw some quite attractive Asian women.  I think Auckland is small but at the same time, the city is big.  It must be the efficient roading because you can travel from one side to the other, by my count, in over twenty minutes.

Nothing much has changed since I explored in 2003.  However, I noticed new apartment buildings, new roads and bridges.  I actually didn't take many photos.

I am happy to be back but it is raining.  I am undecided whether that is a good or bad thing for my mood.

Ho ho ho...

Christmas Eve.  There is an unusual quietness here in little Rio, the beaches are empty.  If this makes it online, a tsunami didn't hit between now and then.  But, tsunami's?  Even if a huge one did hit I think we would all survive - the wave just wouldn't reach us.  That's my theory anyway.  Make what you want of it.  One might have the apocalyptic scenario of '2012' enter the mind.  But unless there is another asteroid (or meteorite?), forget it.

The family relationship between me and my mother will never be the same again.  I think I respect her more than my father but why do I feel this way?  She has kept more than her fair share of secrets from me.  Like, a little harmless secret?  Sure.  But secrets so big that go so far to explainining your life should not be taken lightly.  The outsiders I have spoken of?  The nerve of them to expect me to grow up as a fool - not knowing the truth.  Anyway, there is a rift between me, my parents and the righteous outsiders who have a history with them both.  Also me, but I think we all know how those assholes really feel about the three of us.

Oh well, Auckland here we come.

Charges dropped?

I should commit crimes more often.  I can't believe what the New Zealand Police have done.

If this is true, then I'm a free man.  But not entirely.  I still have to defend myself against destruction of Ministry of Social Development property.  One thing I haven't made known on this blog is that there is this one dude living here that hates me.  And I hate him.  What am I saying?  Everyone hates me!  But there is the head of his Freemasonry cult that thinks and says I'm evil.  Well, to make his world domination campaign easier... its probably true.  Anyway, there is a war on right now against people like me.  Or is it just me?  Another thing is he likens himself to Barack Obama.  Or Barack Obama likens himself to him.  Or whatever.  And do you know what else?  I am actually on the presidents hit list.  It is why I have gotten into trouble.  I mean, hey, the president himself will use his doublespeak to speak to you personally.  He said,"I want you to know that you're not alone.".  During the United States worst ever natural disaster!  The BP oil spill!  I mean, that is crazy.

I have to defend myself against destroying government property.  I could touch on the second 2pac versus Notorious B.I.G. gang war if I want to.  That's what it is to them.  Black bald man and his thousands,  I mean... thousands of loyalists who will trip over themselves to please him.  As for me?  I want my life back when it was taken away from me in 1988 and questions could begin with the United States government.  If he wants the world so much, he can have it.

Playing with myself

The Microsoft Kinect,"A revolution in gaming.".  Okay, so every game for the peripheral is gay but Microsoft is trying to change how and why people game.  The Kinect is bringing in a new audience like your mom and dad.  With that, then, it is why I probably won't be playing.

The game I really want is Smackdown vs. Raw 2010.  In that, you can customise the game so much.  I used to own 2009 and I have about a dozen movies on my memory unit that I made up - one of Shelton Benjamin face first on a concrete floor.

But, 2010 is just under a hundred dollars.  Way too expensive!  2011 is a new release and that's about fifteen dollars more!

Maybe playing my Xbox 360 has become a chore?  I think I'm still undecided on that one.  I miss Tristan.  Official Xbox Magazine will never be the same without him.

Playing with myself

Last month I announced on http://www.ign.com my retirement from gaming.  But now, I'm back.  I still have my Xbox 360 console but how long before it red ring of deaths I have no clue.  I guess I will continue playing, sigh.  I bought the latest issue of official Xbox magazine today and found three or four pieces that interested me.  Sigh.

The Microsoft Kinect has well and truly taken off with the phrase,"You are the controller.".  It's a shame for Nintendo I feel that they didn't take the Wii that little bit further.  If they had done so, they would have stolen all of Microsofts thunder.  Sony is the pioneer of gaming motion control about ten years ago with the Sony EyeToy, but Nintendo me thinks can still claw back to be competent.  But, they probably won't bother.

I also picked up the latest EB catalogue.  Shouldn't be surprised to see another inside new world order spin to do with that too.  You know who you are!

My opinion on this rumoured Halo movie.  Steven Spielberg is interested, apparently.  Yeah, because the Jew, the Zionist, probably sees it as some kind of cash cow.  Need I say more?  However, on Hollywood.  If I was to call them greedy this year, I would be wrong.  The Hollywood Christmas lineup is unusual and doesn't scream to one that they want your money to get you in the theatre with appropriately timed Christmas-y movies.  The last movie I saw was Slumdog Millionare.  I had my walkman radio on loud throughout the whole film.

Last but not least, listen to Lloyd Scott of Radio New Zealand.  I enjoy waking up early in the morning and listen to him slowly but surely work his way through those wee small hours.  You can too, http://www.radionz.co.nz.

Twenty five

Tomorrow I turn twenty five.  Well, I didn't quite get to share my birthday with Jesus Christ.  On Jesus, can you imagine him being a name or gimmick by the media?  Did Jesus travel back (time travel) to the Middle East with the help of 'god' from a time thousands of years in the future, to perform miracles, to live his extraordinary life?  Can you imagine the story of Jesus out of a mundane bible and put in some other form?

My birthday falls on a Sunday.  You know what?  I will be spending it all by myself with no gifts.  Anyway, I don't think I really care and it might be best if you don't feel any sympathy for me.

It is safe to say that I've been through very much because of forces beyond my control.  Given how all this began, given how it was the United States government who started this with me... Namely, a former head honcho of the C.I.A. of the name of George Bush Snr. after the end of the cold war when communism fell.  Then, who knows?  Perhaps it was nineteen eighty communist Russians who resorted to such a petty act.  Somehow, I doubt it.  Signs point to that former C.I.A. director and president Bush Snr..  Americans are a two-faced people.  They really don't care.  They don't care if your not American and hey, they don't even care about themselves.

Its not only my birthday, but the start of 2011.  It is shaping up to be just like Dick Cheney said in 2005, the war in Iraq will end.  Well done Dick - did you use your high command protocol for that one too?  Afghanistan.  The war effort there I think is more American lies.  How can there have been gains against the Taleban if the Americans have suffered their worst year?  The Americans will probably pull out sooner rather than later and it will be the biggest embarrassing defeat since Vietnam.  What a crock of shit.  The coalition are fighting an enemy that is not like them.  They have the advantage the Taleban.  The Taleban can really choose when to mop the floor with the Americans.  Stupid Americans, they should have known what they were getting into.  Dumbasses.  Al-Qaeda probably didn't even perpetrate 9/11.  That was how all this began.

So, the big two five tomorrow.  Yay.  Maybe I'll pick out a female stranger from the phone book and ask her to have phone sex with me.  Prostitutes are expensive.

The sims... racist

http://forums.thesimsresource.com/showthread.php?t=5036

This year is the tenth anniversary of The Sims.  But I could be the very first to point out the game as being racist.  Your sims say things like,"Impala" referring to a popular, what can be considered old school car that is modified and driven by Latinos.  In the same sentence,"Tequila".  A Latin alcoholic drink.  Your sim can say this when in distress and faces the sky then waves at you.

I know an Internet handle of "amursim".  Which is suppost to read when translated... I am your sim.  This, who is obviously a hacker claimed to have made up a patch to remove the blurred censor of naked sims when cleaning themselves and when they use a toilet.  He also went further than that by painting nude 'skins' that are pretty much pictures that can be made up in Photoshop to display sims and even coding the figures to perform sex acts.

Whether or not amursim did that to prove something is anybodys guess.

Being great

Oh my god, it is so hot right now.  We're almost suffocating in this heat.

One thing about blogs, they give someone the chance to say what is on their mind.  As you, the reader, will know, I was in a terrorist attack in 1988.  It was no accident.  I think given how evolution makes one grow from a boy to a man, girl to a woman and so on - that is when the conspiracy began for me.  My father, who is a strong anti-socialist and has told me that socialism is a threat, I now could be beginning to understand why he was and is so bigoted.  He used to talk about government invading peoples privacy unlawfully or otherwise generalising the left as being socialist.

Today, socialism is rife.  He hit the nail on the head, almost.  Back then when he would exclaim how bad socialism is, I had no idea at that time that the western world including the east is heading in that direction.  But also, idealism.  I am deeply convinced that the United States, the nerve centre of this world, will become a socialist theocracy.  I am also deeply convinced that the Obama administration are sabotaging their government which should be extremely worrisome.  Do I care?  Yes and no.  The Obama administration sabotaging government thus the country?  So did Bush, so did Clinton.  They're all guilty.  A country that might have been founded without idealism has become a country that embraces it.

I'm a paedophile.  Is it my fault?  No.  But I believe my finger should be pointing at a new world order hidden agenda and conspiracy.  A conspiracy that molested me to protect national security to defend the future.  A conspiracy that taught me to do the same to others to justify my enemies opposition to my pornography use between thirteen and today, age twenty four.  An agenda that made me four years abstinent to postpone their new world order agenda until at least 2008.  That's suppost to be democracy or capitalism for you... or conservatism.  I could go on about it now but be guilty of it in a past life.  Could it be another lie to make me question myself?  So if anyone was used and abused, it was me too.  I even abused myself.  This crazy religious new world order will continue its take over.  Enemies of them are already finished.

I wasn't born evil, I was made evil.  Am I angry?  Damn right.  Do I want revenge?  Yes.  Your enemies will make you look like the evil when they were evil as well and probably still are with their definition of evil being religious.

There is a way out of this cult and I want out.

So... you are a great man?  Ha.  I hope I never was and never will be.  End of story.  Go away.

The gloved one

Michael Jackson, that is.  I think it was no secret or not known well that on his album covers (I don't know which) he had pictured, I believe, the pioneer of Freemasonry.  On his cover for "History" he has himself displayed as a huge statue.  Could the fame have changed him in the way of a problem with ego?  Over the years?

No question, it was the child sex scandals that appeared to hurt him so much.  What is worthy to ask is why those scandals were dragged out for so long.  Was the media guilty of sensationalising?  Fans still loved him around the world, however.  So much so, it was as if there was no scandal at all.

He apparently died in June 2009 before a German video surfaced of what later became apparent, an impersonator videoed in a warehouse building entering the back of a van then driving off.  My theory is that he never died, the impersonator was a trained double (or even Michael himself) but he still made an escape making the video in fact real.  What has happened to him is unknown to all of us.

Another theory I have is that Curtis Jackson (50 Cent) had ordered his death with the doctor who administered the medication doing his work.  In which case, he did die.

Whatever, I think much of the woman magazine gossip about him such as the gay one night stand and him portrayed as Jesus Christ at the last supper was all a fabrication.  Wacko Jacko, because of the amount of scandal, made him the most memorable.  Compared to R. Kelly or Gary Glitter who both were involved in very similar scandals as well but were dropped from media coverage and then peoples minds after so much time.

Michael Jackson had it rough, it appeared.  That could have been different.  He could still be here.  All the scandal was just a big front.

Shopping

You might have these in your part of the world in your supermarkets.  What the hell am I talking about?  Self-service checkouts.

Most of the time I can't stand supermarkets by myself.  The loud pop music and the employee's who end up becoming your friends.  If you have no friends, then that would be sad. 

Here in New Zealand, or what I might begin to call New Sicily, we have what is called a Onecard.  A Onecard is a loyalty card that rewards the customer for shopping regularly with supermarket money at three supermarkets, Woolworths, Countdown and Foodtown... all children of their parent company, Progressive Enterprises.  If you ask me, I would also tell you the Onecard has an association with Satan.

In the bible I have read about "the evil one".  Well, put two and two together and you have a religious reference and a supermarket loyalty card that has the word one in it.  Potentially, I might be on to something.  Given all of the economic turmoil because of the sabotage that has happened on the part of government.  Money, or use of a better term, currency, could be done away with.  A card such as the Onecard could become a way to keep records on how people shop.  This world is changing and people like me are being left behind.

The gimmick of the Onecard is, I know, to be a creation of our known Freemason and Zionist dominated media.  Sure, I talk about how evil they are.  They make me laugh.  But know this, the media is their communication vehicle to bring about the change people currently believe in, the new world order.

Today, I shop at another supermarket that doesn't carry the Onecard.  Still, however, loud pop music bothers me but no more do I have to want to sex up indiscriminately like some kind of sex offender, checkout operators, thanks to self-service checkouts.

I fought the law...

By the time this gets online, depending on when I choose to upload it - or key it all in - I will be either just due before the judge or after.  It is twelve past five in the morning but it isn't as if I have been losing sleep over this.  Really.

If it wasn't for stupid mind boggling crazy religious agendas and meddling conspiracies against their enemies of god -  I wouldn't have to go through this ordeal.  The longer this saga drags on (since 1988 for me) then the worse things will get for me.  God, that timid elderly man with acquainted technology said it.  I think he was referring to heathens when he said they'll get "worse and worse".  Oh?  AND WHY WOULD THAT BE?  Because of the man himself.  Its like god is taking no responsibility for how his enemies are.  And I know god.  I know god despite not going to church, I don't pray at all and the bible is a book that will continue to be written time and time again to suit.

Freemasonry is a threat.  Masons will tell you they care for your community but I believe they're power and money hungry.  The theories of alternative discussions online might just hold credibility.  I grew up reading and believing theories and guess what?  I think I'm right.  Gosh, how does that work?

In closing, all this conspiracy carry on is part of my defensive argument today in court.

But I can believe all I want.  Without evidence and a well-presented defence - I'm screwed.  Once again, my entries throughout August and September contain truth and this entry is pretty much testament to that.

I fought the law...

As you will know if you have been reading, I am due in court soon.  Not once, but twice.  Well, two separate cases.  I am feeling optimistic about my chances despite the possibility of being sent off to prison between three months to a year, or both.  Plus, paying thousands of dollars in fines.  And, convictions.

But, I don't get it.  I know now I have mob parents and their associates are somehow surprised or disappointed in me for doing something that they have all done themselves, break the law.  I guess it must have something to do with mob re-form that has eventuated over the last ten years.  Me and my mob buddies don't get along.  We have differing views on life, I suppose.  But could this be another illusion planted in my mind by my new world order masters?

Being in court will give me the opportunity to talk about "the conspiracy" that has been meddling my life.  I could, if I wanted to, be like President Ahmadinejad and harp on about Zionist conspiracies and agendas which even in my case, is true.

What I have going for me is the relevance of the conspiracy that ties in with what I am being charged for.  You, the reader, might know it, I know it, everyone in court will know it, every man and his dog knows it.  But will pretend that they don't.  See, it is about believing in someone... sarcastically.  I just can't help but laugh when everyone deludes themselves about the truth.

But, theres something else, I have a confession to make.  About a week or two ago I logged on to foursquare.com in an attempt to find a local, what is called, a fuck buddy.  I was totally aware of my actions which would be possibly instant death by my master then another war likely being declared as part of the ways of the new world order.  Furthermore, my mind has just gone blank.  I am being controlled.  I don't know what else it was I wanted to say.

I didn't get anywhere anyway.  After thinking about that last night I have warned you all about where we're heading and now, I actually no longer may be the key.  I have thought that throughout August and September I was being controlled, under some influence that made me write (three books) what I wrote.

At least, what I have told you all is real, it is true, and whether or not you are with them or against them is your choice.

Bring on December 13th.

(NOTE: This blog could look different from time to time because of re-designing.)

Following

Finally, I have decided to follow another blog.  The one that was randomised for me is one of a "showgirl" from, I'm pretty sure, the United States.  I was continuously clicking on "next blog" yesterday and all these christian blogs kept being brought up one after the other.  I found one of some Korean kid but didn't want to follow until I went offline and now it is too late.  I don't have the URL.

I will be trying to follow others if I like them.  I saw some really good looking blogs through my searches.

Wikileaks.com

I want to raise the possibility or likelihood to the attention of whoever is reading this that in regard to the leaked papers (thousands of them) that there could be a third party (besides the Army officer and Julian Assange) involved in these leaks that will probably get away scot free.  My suspicion is the third party could be an organised crime outfit that is wanting to bring down the United States government.  People are already forgetting that it is really the Army officer that should be shafted, one could say Julian Assange is only a messenger. 

Anyway, they're all guilty and the documents have given insight into the war and governments around the world.  I lie when I say I don't know what all this is suppost to mean for me?  Barack is probably toking it up in the White House with Julian as I write this.

And I should be in serious trouble.

Depressing weather

Just when I thought yesterday we have had so much fine weather, it rains.

I feel happy on such days once you see blue sky because it is a change that I think everyone wants on a rainy day.  I mean, does anyone actually want it to rain?  It is common for most people to always want sunshine. 

I have been asking myself why it is that a New Zealand city named Nelson gets so many sunshine hours.  Nelson appears to be a city that would make a nice place to live.  Here, in little Rio, there are so many religious (mostly catholic) people that are fierecly conservative and now, as you will know from my other entries, socialist.  Yes, socialist.  It isn't fun when you are an enemy of the people.

Exercise fail

Since last week I began jogging and or running almost ten kilometres!  I'm not a lean mean exercise machine but when I actually did the ten kilometres the first time I came back home and still today, I can't believe I did that.  Before, I was running three kilometres and could do that distance sometimes without stopping to catch my breath.

The ten kilometres, well, I have to move alot slower (actually, not much slower) to complete the longer distance.  Over winter, I was persuaded to eat carton after carton of cookies and cream ice cream and as a result, gained three kilograms.  After I realised how stupid that was I spent the remainder of winter trying to lose the weight I gained.  It is almost the peak of summer and according to weigh-ins I have lost one kilogram.  I dreamt of having a beach body for summer but there is still work to be done.

I do look slim.  I'm not overweight.  But I am at a medium weight for my height.  Before all the ice cream and potato chips over winter I was down to fifty eight kilograms which is one kilogram shy of being underweight!  What I need to do it seems is continue to tone.  But I am putting in so much effort and achieving little.  I am dieting and have been following the Medifast diet.  I should find a diet that is more appropriate.

I will admit that when I'm in a house full of food I just eat and eat.  I must be filling some emotional need?  Or it could be simply how I am programmed.

Today, I tried to do the long distance run again but I failed.  My legs were tired from doing it four times before, sweat kept stinging my eyes but I don't think I will give up.  I must need to rest more before I go again or go back to doing the three kilometre run.

Affectionate cat

Most cats just run away as part of their nature but this one cat I know that is grey and white is really tame.

I asked myself whether the cat was under some kind of mind control.  He or she could have been emulated by technology to do actions it wouldn't have done on its own accord.  I have a picture of the cat and I will show you, the reader, another day.

Sisters birthday

You know, I never really knew my eldest sister.  Okay, I did know her - but like me, she has been taught to live that way or the other by outsiders.

It would have been helpful if at sixteen she told me I have a mental illness (that I inherited from my father) because I think she knew.  She told me she didn't understand why our mother brought her up so bad but I had it easy from her.  Perhaps life for her in that caravan would have been different if it hadn't of been for the same outsiders harassing our mother way back when that are harassing me presently.

My family are a funny bunch.  I actually have a second sister that I found out I had at eighteen.  She is a now somewhat famous radio personality and she secretly hates her estranged mother too.  In her case, she was estranged.  Plus, the fact she works in radio is something I think I only know.

A family entangled in a web of secrecy can't be right, can it?

I have thought twice about revealing this but I haven't really spoken to my father in almost five or six months.  I know he is still a paedophile and I suspect those colours were flying decades ago.  Today, he hates women and really only loves me.  The way things are going, I will be like him in no time at all from now and if I wanted to achieve anything by telling you, the reader, that then I don't think I want to be like him.  I mean, I am named after him.

Sisters birthday

I'm so jealous.  My sister is over forty years old today.  I hope I live that long.  I guess me and her aren't on good terms because of complications to do with her personal life.  Our mother I don't think really likes her either but makes a point to stay out of her life just like she wants.  Her partner, boyfriend, husband... is something else and I don't think he is who he really says he is.  Or, if not says, then somehow professes he is.

I bet she is part of this cities socialite elite by now and I wouldn't want to ruin that for her by embarrassing her in any way.

I should have known all those years ago that she secretly hated me and still does.  Oh well, if she is reading this I would like her to know that I know why our mother brought her up so wrong but she likely already knows that anyway.  No hard feelings?

Also, I will try and not break our code of silence between us by not letting mother know that we have talked recently.  When we were in contact with each other, six years ago and I think last month... I went away thinking you were trying to persuade me to take sides.  Read paragraph three again.

Congratulations.  You share your birthday with Britney Spears.  I was singing,"Oops, I did it again..." the other day.

Can you imagine this whole entry being spoken to you in a sarcastic tone?  I can.

Fog

Well, welcome to my first entry that deviates away from almost a... the world according to unwashedflyer to something different.

It is summer here in the southern hemisphere and today was our first day of muggy weather.  I woke just before six this morning to see out the window above me, all grey.  It is kind of like the entire planet has like gravitated up to the clouds when fog can get really bad and make visibility a problem.  As I write this, it has cleared but then it is almost three in the afternoon.

Corrections and clarifications

• A clarification.  I don't consider myself a saint of the new world order.  I am more of a slave to their righteousness.  My thoughts are open to public access.  This is wrong.
• From today, the 2nd of December 2010, this blog is going to change.  This blog that does more of a reporting duty will become a diary and should give you more insight.  You will laugh, you will cry.
• Please follow me.  I have no followers.  I would prefer you not be someone who knows me offline but someone in Topeka Kansas for instance.  You need to be registered with either Google or Blogger to do that.