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Spooky Dreams..

P1000093 The dream I’m about to tell you about haunted me for months until one night a figure entered my dream and stopped the horror, which was affecting my reality during the day. Also, I left out about three paragraphs that give background, but I don't believe they are important to the story, just fluff.

P.S.: Read the whole story, before you make any judgements on it. Let me know what you think...

I leave a restaurant one night, after eating and drinking the night away with a few good friends. As I leave this place, I go out the wrong door and end up in an Alley, which was devoid of light. The only source of light was the moon itself, which was full. As I gaze up at the light-emitting moon, I begin to get cold, and the hairs on the back of my neck begin to stand on end. A brumal murkiness begins to envelop the alley. I sense something terrible, as if I should fear for my life, like an instinct from the stone ages, which is urging and pushing me to run from the unknown, which lurks in the alley. I fight my fears and urges with all of my might. It is as if I were drowning, and trying to fight the urge to breathe.

As I gaze around this alley, I see a figure walking towards me. I cannot make out the image of the figure; all I can envision is a human like figure. The closer I get to this figure, the colder I get, as if I were entering a walk-in freezer. I finally say hello with shivering lips of empathy, but I get no response in return. Now, I begin to get frightened, yet just as I begin to turn around towards the exit of the alley, the image becomes clear, it is a beastly angel, which has no substance. As I turn in freight, the beast opens its arms and comes towards me, so I begin to run, like a triathlon runner, for I feared for my existence.

My heart began thumping faster and faster, until the beats almost seemed instantaneous, like an engine that floats its valves, when being over revved. As I run towards the road that is at the end of this alley, I begin to weep in fear, for I may never see my family again. I look back to see if the hideous monster is still there, and for a brief moment of time, it was not behind me, but just as I begin to slow, it suddenly appears with its claws extended. When I turn to look forward, so I can run faster, the alley starts to transform into a dark endless corridor. The familiar alley vaporized behind me, as if I were traveling through time or another dimension.

The corridors walls were slimy and reflective, almost as if they were soaked in radioactive sewer water. The only light in the corridor was coming from the floor, which reflected onto the walls. Every time I look back, the beast gets closer, and as it gets closer, I begin to slow down as if it is drawing the life out of me, almost like a needle drawing blood. I look back by impulse alone, because the beast is so horrifying, and it lunges towards me and tears my shirt with its claws, trying to grab me.

The beast has withdrew the energy from my body, and I can no longer bear the energy to fight, so I stop, and wait for the beast in agony. As the beast approaches, I have flashbacks of all the people I had wronged. I cannot stop the images; they keep coming and coming, so much that I drop to the floor in a sobbing manner. As I wipe the salty tears from my optics with my hands, I see more beastly beings without substance materializing around me. They are black and empty of life, like shadows that have their own existence.

I begin to look upwards, awaiting a sign of hope, when the beast, which had chased me and ripped my shirt, appeared out of nowhere. I began to shutter as they started intertwining with my spirit. In one last plea for my life, I cried out to God, but to no avail. As I bow my head and give up hope, a light enters the corridor, which envelops the beast and I. The beast runs in fear of their existence, except for the biggest beast, which tries to take me through the floor, which has turned transparent and devoid of substance.

Another figure enters the corridor, which is full of light by this time. The beast grabs me and starts running, as I was running from him. Just as I begin to wonder if I’ll ever leave this alternate universe alive, the bright and light-emitting figure appears in front of me. The figure had on a white robe, that radiated light so bright, that it burned my eyes, as if I were gazing directly at the sun. The bright figure grabbed the beast that was fighting with every fiber of its being. The figure held the enormous fighting beast, as if he were holding a cup of tea in his hand. I was in awe and immense fear at the same time.

The bright figure looked down at the floor, and a great hole opened beneath the beast, which was still being held by the bright figure. The beast started fighting with immense thrust, but the figure looked at the beast, and the beast stopped fighting and jumped into the hole to another dimension, time, or perhaps hell itself. The figure looked at me and smiled. I became overcome with joy and love, but before I could say a word to the figure, the corridor transformed back into the alley, that I had left in fear for my life. There was no fog, nor was it cold, just a dark night, which was normal for that time of year.

As I start walking out of the alley, a great voice overcomes me and says, “Take heed from the lessons you have learned from this experience, for I may not be able to save you next time”. The voice went as quick as it came, but I will not soon forget the lessons from that dream, for earlier that night, I had been acting like a fool, and talking badly about some of my closest friends.

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Opinionated Irish-American

Peacepipe Recently, someone suggested that I was not Irish, which enraged me, because I am 7/8 Irish and 1/8 Native American. I don’t know if this person said that because of my profile picture or what, but I assure you that I am of Irish descent. Why would I make up such an ethnicity as my heritage? If I were going to make up an ancestry, then I could have picked English, Scottish, Welsh, Dutch, French, German, Swiss, and many more. I cannot go back and pick where my ancestors came from, and I am not ashamed of being Irish or Native American. I call myself an Opinionated Irish-American, because a friend gave me that tag line a longtime ago.

Everything I have ever revealed about myself on this blog is the complete truth, and perhaps I release too much out to the public, but I assure you that all is true. Being Irish or Native American does not define who I am, it just adds to my personality. I’m an American first and foremost, then Irish and Native American. I was discussing immigration the other day over at United Irelander. UI and many others were fearful the U.S. Government would boot out all Illegal Irish immigrants, and I said that if the Irish were singled out like that, then I would stand and right the wrongs of our Government. I do not believe they will ever single out one nationality.

In addition, I have give some people the impression that I only date and go after Irish, redheaded women, and that is slightly true, but not 100% correct. I do love the redheaded women and their spunk, but I follow love in whatever female form that is. However, my family is fastidious about what women I get in a serious relationship with, which is a nightmare for them and me.

Finally, I know a few people that are blonde headed like me, and they are Italian. Blonde hair is only in Italy because of Immigration. Would I ever question their nationality? NO. Assuming that a person is poor or rich by the way they dress or act is Racist, and the same can be said for assuming that a person is one nationality, when they are of another nationality. For example, if you assume that a dark skinned Hispanic person only speaks Spanish, and you begin speaking Spanish to that person, then you would be Racist towards the Hispanic person.

If you learn any lesson from me, don’t assume anything about anybody. Because I look so young and impressionable, people assume that I’m an idiot, and that really pisses me off to no avail. People assume that I’m poor, because I wear blue jeans and a T-Shirt all the time, but I’m not poor at all. There was a quote in the movie Under Siege 2, which is my favorite quote off all-time. “Assumption is the mother of all fuck ups”. Stick that in your peace pipe and smoke it. LOL…

200 Million Year-Old Micro-Organism

This video shows how scientist extracted a 200 Million Year-Old Microorganism from salt crystals. If you are into science at all, it is highly worth your time to watch. I'll have some post coming later on in the week. I've been up for days, with very little or no sleep. Oh, how I love college.

Cramming for Exams Time...

Books_1 Well folks, it is cram time here in my crazy world, so my post will be more sparse for the next two weeks. I've got about a months worth of studying todo in two weeks. Oh the joys of college. Don't get me wrong, I love college, but after two years of the same bull, I'm a little distressed. I hold a part-time job right now, that I'm going to school to have. Several people have told me to drop out and go to work full-time as an IT Consultant, but I always stick things out, so I guess I'll continue the grind this fall.

Thankfully, I will have a break this summer, which is way overdue. My mind is a blur of statistics, quotes, audio bits, notes, and useless dribble that will inevitable dissolve my brain into mush. I have never understood why they have to cram the hardest part of the semester all the way at the end. I rather start out hard, and end the semester with ease. I don't know how they educate overseas, but I would have to say that it is probably better. What's your say on American Education?

I have come across quite a few old video clips in my day. These clips have no license, so I'm not breaking any law for showing them. The first one is telling boys to watch out for older gay fellows, for they might be up to no good. The second is telling girls to watch out for boys basically. It's pretty funny, but the basic message, "Girls Beware" is still prevalent in today's society.

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Damn, just as I enter the emerald isle of Ireland, all will be destroyed by a comet. That really sucks, for I've been looking forward to this trip for months. That's my luck though. :-) According to Eric Julien, a former French military air traffic controller and senior airport manager, a fragment of the comet 73P Schwassmann- Wachmann is highly likely to impact the Earth on or around May 25, 2006.
Using NASA simulations of the comet's path, Julien concludes that impact is likely around May 25 precisely when the comet crosses the Earth's ecliptic plane. While the first fragment will cross at approximately 10 million miles, lagging fragments threaten to collide. While astronomers have stated that the comet poses no direct threat, Julien argues that some fragments are too small to observe. Astronomers have predicted possible meteor showers indicating some cometary debris will enter the atmosphere. Julien argues that the kinetic energy of even a 'car sized' fragment will impact the Earth with devastating effect. He concludes the May 25 event is tied in to the Bush administration's policy of preemptive use of nuclear weapons against Iran, and the effect of nuclear weapons on the realms of higher intelligences. Regarding its importance, Julien declares: "we have to save lives when we have such information to share with the public". He further claims it important "to preserve all data, historical artifacts and precious material in the event of such a collision." Julien predicts that the comet collision will occur in the Atlantic Ocean between the Equator and the Tropic of Cancer, and generates 200 meter waves. Julien concludes that "each person with this information has to take responsibility to warn potential victims."


Chinese President Hu Jintao met today at the White House. The meeting began with a ceremonial twenty-one gun salute, but ended with arguments.

President George W. Bush failed to win a commitment from Chinese President Hu Jintao on Thursday on immediate steps to reduce China's huge trade surplus with the United States.

Hu did give Bush a general assurance he was working to make the Chinese currency more "flexible" but that fell far short of U.S. demands for a radical revaluation of the yuan.

The two leaders, during Oval Office talks, also failed to bridge differences over how to deal with Iran's nuclear ambitions. Bush wants China to agree to tougher U.N. Security Council action, but his arguments did not persuade Hu.

Speaking in the Oval Office, the two leaders said their bilateral relationship had matured and they could discuss differences openly.

Democrats said Hu offered no tangible progress on trade and that Bush was not tough enough.


"America needs a tiger, not a pussycat, fighting for our American companies and American workers. President Bush must take bold action to hold China accountable for these unfair trade practices," said Michigan Gov. Jennifer Granholm, whose state has been hard hit by job losses.

Excuse me, but democrats have been screaming the exact opposite for years now. I've heard for years that Bush was inconsiderate and downright mean. Make up your freaking mind democrats. That is one problem I see with Democrats, they can never stop arguing amongst each other long enough to actually accomplish anything. What's your say on China?


On May 20th 1889 the infamous Adolf Hitler was born. Although, we are all human beings, Hitler proved to be more deviant than any other man in the 19th century. I ponder sometimes how the world would be today, if he took over the world, like he wanted to do. He was an evil man that hated Jewish people, which really bothers me. It has been rumored for years that he was part Jewish. If you are going to hate one race, why not hate them all?

Strangely, the towns of Nuremberg and Stuttgart in Germany were taken on this day in 1945, which was the end of Hitler. His 2000 year reign, that he so callously professed, came to an end. Personally, I think he knew the end was near. How could he not?

What's your say on the momentous events in History?


Yes, that's correct folks, nobody plays the crazy-eyed stare better than me. Now I just need to find an opponent. Wayne Ordinary American and Phil from the Playaz Ball, just had a stare competition a few weeks ago, but I don't remember who won, perhaps it was a tie. Any comments? I'm up to some shnanagans, but I'll be posting later on tonight.

Back to the Grind Tomorrow...

Backtoschool For those of you who go to college, or perhaps secondary school, I feel your pain. Tomorrow the cycle of classes, studying, and projects begins its downward spiral towards the end of the semester. Luckily, my last day of school is May 8th. The last three weeks are alway's a nightmar, and I am sure this year will be the same. Well, I've got to go finish studying for a big project due tomorrow. Have a great Monday all, if that is possible.

This clip shows Winston cigarettes being advertised on the Flinstones. How screwed up do you have to be, to advertise tobacco to kids? This advertisement was normal for its time, which is sad. I smoke every once and a while, but only on certain occasions. I would never recommend anybody start smoking. I smoked a pack and a half for four years, before I finally stopped cold turkey. What's your say on tobacco advertisement?

Happy Easter...

I would like to wish everybody in the states, Ireland, UK, and (heck) the whole world a Happy Easter. If you are Irish, please go check out United Irelander, for he has a ton of facts about the 1916 Easter Rising. Also, go check out Letter to America, they will be having a special chapter of the podcast coming out on Tuesday.

Oh, I can’t help but remember the Easters of years past. I would go hunting for Easter eggs, and I would wait for the Easter Rabbit to bring gifts. It is funny to think that we are supposed to be celebrating Jesus Rising from the Tomb, yet we are looking for a stupid rabbit. That tells you how screwed up the human race really is.

Tomorrow, I will be hiding Easter Eggs and making sure none of the kids cheat. Unfortunately, this has been my duty for quite some time, since I’m the only single adult left in the family. It really sucks to be singled out. (Ha-Ha) That’s ok though, I take my job of egg hider seriously. LOL…


I mad a few minor mistakes, when I told you the dates for my trip.

  1. Land at Shannon airport on the 24th.
  2. Take a train from Shannon to Dublin on the 25th
  3. I'll be in the Dublin area until the 1st of June
  4. I'm taking one-day trips out of Dublin to places around Dublin to visit.
  5. On the 1st, I'll get on yet another train, and head north to Belfast.
  6. I'll be in the Belfast area until the 4th, when I'll take another train back to Shannon.
  7. God I love trains.

I'm sure that I'll have a terriffic time. I have been so wound up about this trip, that I can't think about anything else. Hopefully, I'll have some interesting post for you this evening.
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Well folks, it is tax time again. As soon as you get one years paid, the next bill is due. I did my taxes today, and let me tell you, it was not a joyous occasion. I ponder where my federal tax dollars are going. Regardless of whether you are for the war in Iraq or against it, your tax dollars are paying for it. However, there are good things done with taxes, such as helping the homeless.

Most rich people have been sweating these last few days, trying to avoid the deadline. But like it or not, it is among us. Even bigwigs like our own president and vice president had to pay there taxes. According to the Associated Press, President Bush only made $618,694 in 2005, and he paid $187,768 in taxes. Vice President Chenney made over three times the amount last year. He made a cool $1,961,157, and he paid $529,636 in taxes. It’s weird the Vice President did better than President Bush did, but Chenney does have a better head on his shoulders. Did you get lucky and actually get money-back, or did you have to pay the man?

This Day in History...

Exactly 100 years ago, the great poet, playwright, and novelist Samuel Beckett, was born in Dublin, Ireland. He wrote such great works like, Krapp's Last Tape, and Waiting for Godot. Wikipedia has a full page containing everthing from his early years to his death. Are you a fan of Beckett?

Belfast dismantles its Barriers...

Recently (Today), I stated that I would be traveling to Belfast, among other places, so I decided to read some news, and just guess what I found. Apparently, Belfast is removing the security barriers, which were used during the "Troublings". I would have to say that this is a move in the right direction. Perhaps Belfast will become a great tourist capitol in the future. The Belfast City Management also extended the restaurant and cafe hours to 7PM. I am glad that it is headed in the right direction.

Belfast tonight took another major step towards normality with the removal of the final security barriers within the city centre.

Barriers, erected during the Troubles to thwart paramilitary attacks, were dismantled from outside the bus station in Glengall Street and near Jury’s Hotel on the Grosvenor Road.

Other barriers, including one at the junction of the city’s main shopping thoroughfare Royal Avenue and North Street, have also been dismantled over the past week.

The move was welcomed by Northern Ireland Office Social Development Minister David Hanson and by Joanne Jennings of Belfast City Centre management as a further sign of Belfast’s development as a modern, vibrant European city.

Mr Hanson said the disappearance of the barriers would help stimulate more confidence in the city.

“It will contribute positively to the economic and social vitality of the city and will help to promote the city as a leading European regional capital and the primary retail, leisure and business destination in Northern Ireland,” the minister added.

Folks, it appears that my flight plan, date and time have changed. Yep, I'm afraid that some drastic changes had to be made. LOL I'm leaving for Ireland earlier than I had anticipated, so I changed my ticket in for a shiny new one. I will now be leaving Atlanta and Landing in Shannon on May 20th. Then, I'm heading east to Dublin. After a few days there, I'm hopping on another train, which will be headed to Belfast, Northern Ireland. I can not freaking wait. I wanted to setup the whole trip myself, but I eventually had to hire a travel agency to negociate all the reservations.

It's a sad day ladies and gentleman, when an 82 year-old woman is ticketed for crossing the street in a slow manner. Mrs. Mayvis Coyle was ticketed by a LA motorcycle cop, for upholding traffic. It is true that she could have caused herself injury, by creeping across a cross walk, yet we are supposed to respect our elders. At least, that is the way it used to be.

Crosswalk"I think it's completely outrageous," said Coyle, who described herself as a Cherokee medicine woman. "He treated me like a 6-year-old, like I don't know what I'm doing."

Los Angeles police Sgt. Mike Zaboski of the Valley Traffic Division said police are cracking down on people who improperly cross stree ts because pedestrian accidents are above normal. He said he could not comment on Coyle's ticket other than to say that it is her word against that of the citing officer, identified only as Officer Kelly.

"I'd rather not have angry pedestrians," Zaboski said. "But I'd rather have them be alive."

Others, however, supported Coyle's contention that the light in question doesn't give people enough time to cross the busy, five-lane boulevard.

"I can go halfway, then the light changes," said Edith Krause, 78, who uses an electric cart because she has difficulty walking.

I believe that this little and perhaps stupid story represents how young America views its Elders. Most people think of the elderly (people that are retired) are weak, feeble, and don't contribute to society. I would have to severely disagree with this argument. Perhaps the reason the world is so screwed up today, is because we don't tend to listen to our grandparents and great grandparents. They can teach us so much about the world, if we would only stop and listen every once and a while.

I fondly remember my great-grandmother telling me stories about the first motorized coach (Car) she saw, and the stories she would tell about our ancestors, and most entertaining, was the old Irish songs she would sing. I've learned so many things about the world, that I never would have known, if I hadn't took the time to listen. I was brought up to respect my elders, and that my friends is something that I will carry my whole life.

As some of you techie people already know, Apple has released a program (A free program, which is strange for Apple to give away anything - Oh, it's in Beta), that lets users run Windows on a Mac. Most Mac enthusiast are outraged that Apple would stoop down to Microsoft's level. Although, I contend that if it gets more Windows users over to the Mac platform, then more power to them. I can't think of a better move for Apple to make; in fact, their stock went up 10% after PR announced it. Charles Cooper, which is an executive editor at had quite a few things to say about this story. What's your opinion?

Apple's not endorsing Windows. It's endorsing the idea of Windows running on a machine that it sells. Most of the securities analysts who follow the company immediately upped their price projections. The stock gained 10 percent in the next couple of frenzied trading sessions. As far as the Apple faithful posting on the online chat boards were concerned, Boot Camp was a stroke of genius. Period.

But dare I say this aloud? Boot Camp is a gimmick. A smart gimmick but a gimmick nonetheless.

Boot Camp functions as a security blanket for PC users who would wet their beds without their favorite Windows application. With one download, Apple removed any lingering barriers holding back the potential universe of switchers.


No More Jet Lag...

Dr Chris Idzikowski in Edinburgh, Scotland is suggesting that wearing sunglasses, while traveling, will reduce Jet Lag. I am especially interested in this research, because I'm traveling to Ireland around the end of May, which is about nine hours long, depending on how many stops there are during the trip. Go check out the article. The Edinburgh Sleep Centre for British Airways surveyed 1,000 passengers during this study.

Dr Chris Idzikowski, director of The Edinburgh Sleep Centre, said that without using sunglasses it took a day to recover for every hour of time difference travelled westwards.

He said: "The biological clock is 20,000 nerve cells in the brain, it is a physical thing and not made up like many people think.

"When passengers are travelling west it's like a long day for the biological clock but when flying east, the clock tries to go into reverse which is obviously harder."

Dr Idzikowski has drawn up a jet lag checker for passengers, which tailors the amount of time and when passengers are to wear sunglasses.

Interesting Ads...

I'm still sick, for I'm dealing with the shivers and the shakes. :-) Anyhow, I may post later tonight, but until then, here is some interesting Ads that I found in a magazine that I subscribe to.

This ad was near the beginning of the magazine...

This ad was on the last page of the magazine, which will remain nameless, simply because I love the content of the magazine, but I hate some of these ads.

Now, it's funny that in the front of the magazine, they placed an ad talking about global warming and its affects, and how we are dependent on oil, which I agree with. Then, the last ad talks about Natural Gas, and the ad was paid for by Conoco Phillips, which is an oil company. Oh the irony...

I don't know if they did this on purpose to make their readers grasp the big picture, or is it all about the money.


Hello folks, I've been away for a while trying to figure out what the hell I'm going to do about my other blog. Here is some photos to hold you over, until I figure out what to do. These were taken in my neighborhood, while on my daily walk.

What the f**k is this?

Blue sky smiling at me.

More blue sky smiling at me...

This is an old barn I pass everyday, while walking or sometimes jogging.

Me :-)

Baby Tree, sprouting from a cold nap.

Baseball - one of my favorite ways to pass the time as a youth.

If life throws you for a curve, don't swerve in disarray, for just around the bend all your troubles will truly end.