Vbama

I sat down and watched the new V series last night and watched as eerily similar circumstances to our current Resident (ooh, sorry, meant "President") unfolded. The strikingly beautiful and charismatic Visitors promised hope and change in return for our devotion and resources. Did you notice the bit about choosing who would portray them in a positive light? Yes, there was one anchor that was chosen to interview them (it's too bad he didn't raise a stink about the other networks not being included) as long as he neglected to ask questions that would portray them in a negative way. Fox had about a snowball's chance to get in on that one.
Then there was the revelation that Universal Health Care would be provided to the people of Earth.
One particular dialog that caught my attention was between Father Landry (Joel Gretsch) and Father Travis (Scott Hylands): "The world's in bad shape, Father. Who wouldn't welcome a savior right now? Under the right conditions and with enough time, gratitude can morph into worship."
Whoa. Sound familiar?

Greetings from the Ether.... er... the Author

Years passed, and the cosmos swirled, as cosmi often do. And as the cosmos swirled, and the stars were born, and died, and had soirees and conceived baby stars in candlelit rooms, the Book sat alone. But the Book was not forgotten-- it was merely alone.

For the Book had not a cover. Neither front nor back cover had the Book, and the Book was forsaken by others of its kind (those that had covers, anyway). And the Book gathered dust.

Until finally (and not just a little suspiciously), a breeze from an errant butterfly caused the dust to be lifted from the Book, and the Book was discovered, and gathered to its author's breast. This seemed an appropriate place to gather one's forgotten work, but once it had been held there a short while, the Book was relocated to the author's desk, then car, then back to his desk, to the nightstand, and finally back to the desk.

"Behold!" said the author, feeling a bit silly, because the word "behold" was an archaic word that fell out of usage some years ago, when Olde English begat the New English, and "begat" was forgotten as well.

"I think I shall get thee a cover!" said the author, still feeling silly, for the reasons mentioned above. And a Cover was found. And the cover was awesome, which was great, because "awesome" was a word that was indeed still in fashion. And the author owed many thanks to the artist, who had fashioned the Cover.

This great Event caused the author to consider what would happen if he were to acquire an ISBN. And it was acquired. And the first day the author sold Two Books, which was a remarkable thing, because this particular author had never sold Two Books before, much less One Book.

And so, as the Book finally found itself with Cover, and with ISBN, it too found itself a url, where those who wished to purchase the Book might find it. And the url was a nice, tidy link that looked like this https://www.createspace.com/3404888 somewhat. It was blue, which was a nice color for a link. It also had a fashionable underline, for the author hoped that this fashionable blue underline would draw attention to the Book.

I've Got a Fever

The fever hit me kind of late this time around. Summer is winding down, and I'm just now starting to feen for a personal water craft, aka jet ski. More likely, this is just a case of withdrawal that has been going on now for about twelve years, since the fateful day that I sold my Yamaha Wave Raider 1100.
The cause of the problem is two-told: (1) I was not yet ready to sell it when I did, but I needed a reliable vehicle, and the Camaro was not it. Add the Yamaha to the trade, and now you're cookin'.
(2) I went geocaching on the reservoir with my friends Lee and Chris Saturday. There were numerous boats on the water, including about half a dozen PWC's kicking up spray.

Now it's all I can do to keep my mind on whatever task is at hand. I've checked out a couple of websites to price current watercraft. Is it just me, or have they become more expensive in the last few years? The one I want now is about twice as expensive as my old Raider.

Here's a pic someone took of Jace, Jeff, and me on our respective craft (We were part of a larger group we called the "Doo Crew," even though I didn't have a Sea-Doo. The group was dominated by Sea-Doos, though, and I guess the name was inevitable.


I still want a Yamaha, though I wouldn't turn down a Sea-Doo if someone offered it to me.
Purty, ain't she? Check out this video: FX-SHO

Now you've got the fever. See you next summer on the rez.