Sunday, September 29, 2013

So Sayeth Sam



“It should go without saying that these rival belief systems [Judaism, Islam, Christianity] are all equally uncontaminated by evidence.”

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Tribute: Little Green Men XV: Keep your chin up


There are littleman greensouls that bravebe the notknown.

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Saturday, September 28, 2013

The Music of Paul N. Dion: Calliope Blue












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Music & Lyrics by: Paul N. Dion
Produced, Arranged and Performed by Paul N. Dion
Copyright © Paul N. Dion/Audion Music
Recorded at Dion Studios, Barre, MA on October 15th, 2012

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Friday, September 27, 2013

The Music of Paul N. Dion: Can't Wait Forever

Can't Wait Forever
Can't Wait Forever





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Music & Lyrics by: Paul N. Dion
Produced, Arranged and Performed by Paul N. Dion
Copyright © Paul N. Dion/Audion Music
Recorded at Dion Studios, Barre, MA on October 15th, 2012

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Thursday, September 26, 2013

Another Fantastic App!

iPhone5s
Here's another "can't be without app!!!"

The maker of this app says you should put your iPhone in your pocket and see how high you can jump. Using GPS, the app will tell you how high you jumped. Big deal.

To realize the full potential of this app, forget jumping up into the air...that's lame.
Instead, throw the phone as high as you can!
Let the app decide who has the strongest phone throwing arm.
Compete with your friends!
Now THIS is a handy app to have, for sure.

CLICK HERE!

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The Music of Paul N. Dion: Down the Frozen River to the Sea





Through clear bright skies and colorful days
The spent forest leaves they are blown
And when I hear melodious wind
It’s time for cold to charm

Say farewell to warmth when cold adorns
The river soon to stay
And of all the time I’ve had so far
I love the winter’s sharp play

When the skies turn to grey
All the light far away
When a cool visitor warns

The daylight will wane
And maybe the rain
Will cry feeling forlorn

 

As time slows down a shivering world
Subdued crystal views from the storm
And when you’ve heard that thundering gale
The river stands transformed

As the seasons change and turn around
The winter takes its toll
And when all the rhymes are laced with ice
Falls fast the season’s first snow

When the ground frozen hard
All the trees stand their ground
Then a cool voice to be heard

The river may still
But if a wind chills
The urge to hurry home

 
To call for that which winter may grant
Find peace quiet calm all your days
So when the time you spend is at last
The warmth will guide your way

From clear bright skies to cloudy array
The weary wind still how it blows
But when you hear melodious chimes
The frozen river won’t flow

Say farewell to warmth when cold adorns
The river soon to stay

And of all the time I’ve had so far
I love the winter’s sharp play


When the skies turn to grey
All the light is far away
When a cool visitor warns

The river will freeze
And visit the seas
From whence it all began


To listen to the music of Down the Frozen River to the Sea, Click Here
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Music & Lyrics by: Paul N. Dion
Produced, Arranged and Performed by Paul N. Dion
Copyright © Paul N. Dion/Audion Music
Recorded at Dion Studios, Barre, MA on October 15th, 2012

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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Bald Eagle

This is where my hair used to be. If no one tells me I have a funny-shaped head, I may keep my hair this long, I mean short. Allen is in Costa Rica, so he hasn't seen my bald head yet. I guess if I like not having hair, I could actually shave my head. I wonder what that would feel like and if I might nick my head. I don't think I'd like that very much.

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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Time to do some religion bashing...and this time with pictures.

You know, I think there's something really wrong with religion. I know, many of you will be surprised to hear this. OK, only kidding, if you're reading this blog then you probably already know how I feel about religion. If not, you will by the end of this post.

Part of a balanced religious regimen


Religion is morally corrupt. It is evil. The opposite of good. Religion pretends to be in the business of promoting goodness, doing good things, thinking good thoughts, blah, blah, blah...but if you disagree with a religious person's convictions, they just might kill you. 

Islamic Squirrels

Oh yeah, I know, "good people can be found in every religion." Oh sure, they're good until someone blasphemes their creator and ruler of their universe and then they'll just kill you.

Superman vs Jesus


Religion is vicious and insidious. Religion makes me want to vomit. It has undesirable qualities, lots of them. One of religions worse traits is to produce brainless morons who believe that they'll have a super nifty after-life if they convert everyone to their religion. And if they try to convert you but you don't want to follow their one true god, they'll probably kill you. 

Angelic Appearances Always Amuse

 Religion is worse than smoking cigarettes or not wearing sunblock. It's just that bad.


Jesus loves the little FaceBook people

Yes, I know, "it's the religious fanatics and fundamentalists that give religion a bad name." So the religious moderates must be OK, right? No. Not so much. They are the pillars of the temple that house and nurture all the fanatics and fundamentalists. Where do you think these fanatics and fundamentalist are coming from? 

Jesus displays misogynistic tendencies


Religion makes people insane. It's a great way to do horrible and despicable things and get away with it. No one is allowed to question anything you do if doing it is part of your religion's rules of engagement. No really, you can kill people if you want to.


Where are the mormons?


Did you know that there are so many different religions that you can shop around and find one that will support any kind of horror you wish to engage in. Most religious people like the religions that allow killing non-believers. 

Hey, Joe...want to give it a go?

If you encourage me, I'll revisit this topic often. Actually, I'll probably never stop ranting. This is who I am. You can like it or not. But because I eschew religion you don't have to worry about me killing you. 


Want more?



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Every picture tells a story.

The Wall on Grove Ridge Path
I don't have anything to say today, so here's a picture.

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Monday, September 23, 2013

A very nice evening indeed.

Tonight is a really good night.

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Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Tribute Little Green Men XIV: A Familar Face

This is the exact green bendable alien that sits on my truck's dashboard with his head tightly snuggled up against the windshield to wedge him in place. Occasionally he falls over.
One day, he fell over and his head fell off.

It took me a week to find a replacement (it had to be the same) 
I bought several so I should have enough of these for a few years.

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Tuesday, September 17, 2013

You MUST get this app NOW!!!!!!

This app is so cool, I posted it on my FaceBook page too!!!

Is it dark outside?


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Monday, September 16, 2013

It's too soon for cold weather!



Many years ago, in the seventies, acid rain was trumpeted as the big boogey man of pollution. And for sure, it’s a real problem. However, acid rain is only one aspect of a much larger problem. The hype of acid rain tended to obscure the rest of the villains behind the curtain: oil spills, radioactive waste, urban air pollution, mercury poisoning, greenhouse gasses, pharmaceutical pollution, plastics, and lead poisoning.

What’s wrong with this story?
Today is September 16th, 2013. It is still summer. There’s a frost warning for tonight.


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Sunday, September 15, 2013

The Life of a Story in Progress XV: Sound Rage


Why is it that we can we shut our eyes but not our ears? I think it would be great to be able to turn the volume down or mute sound altogether. If this were possible, I don’t think I’d leave the sound automatically on all the time. Or perhaps I’d leave it on very low. I know I’d turn it off completely under certain conditions. After all, if I am not speaking with someone or listening to music, why do I need to listen to extraneous noise?

Since I don’t know of any animals that can stop hearing at will, I suspect there’s some kind of survival aspect to always-on hearing. I get it, if you’re prey for some other larger or capable predator, it’s best to have the earliest warning possible. That unexpected snap of a small branch coming from inside the nearby thicket could be enough of an advance alert to avoid becoming dinner.

But now there aren’t too many predators lurking about silently waiting to get close enough to pounce upon us. I suppose a myriad of taxis and other vehicles on city streets simulate some aspect of the pry/predator scenario, but it would still be possible to safely navigate the city without hearing.

It would seem that evolution takes a very, very long time to effect big changes. Unfortunately, we cannot close our hearing any more than we can stop from developing wisdom teeth and appendixes. Of course, most people probably don’t think of the inability to turn off hearing as an unnecessary carry-over from more primitive times due to evolution’s slow moving feet. But then, not everyone has the same tolerance for the constant bombardment of noise that continuously assails our eardrums.

Personally, I cannot think straight when I’m in a noisy environment. Incidentally, sudden unexpected sounds that startle me also cause me to see that sound. I see it as a flash of white. And no, I’m not nuts; this is a real phenomenon and it even has a name: synesthesia. But let’s get back to the superfluous assault of vibrations hitting our eardrums.

I hear too much. Or perhaps, I’m unable to filter out the portions of what I have the ability to hear but have no need to comprehend. Rattling, tapping, scraping, squeaking, ticking and/or crackling noises, even very low ones, are maddening to me. It turns out, this isn’t something that merely annoys me for no good reason or is just a quirk of my personality. This is an actual disorder (like I needed another one) that can be found in the DSM (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders) and it too has a name: misophonia, AKA “hatred of noise.” OMG.


Stop clicking that pen or else


Misophonia causes one to have a negative emotional reaction to a particular sound, one that elicits an automatic physiological flight response. Yes, folks…if you chew with your mouth open I may run screaming from the room. The textbooks say that the disorder “disrupts daily living and can have a significant impact on social interactions.” Tell me about it.

I can get angry, indeed very much so, by common everyday sounds such as other people eating, breathing, sniffling, talking, sneezing, yawning, snoring or coughing. The sounds people make seem to be worse for me to bear than those sounds not caused by people or other living things, although the sound of a crackling water bottle in the car’s cup holder will always get a quick correction from me.

How do I feel about this? I feel awful. When an offending noise is made by another person, especially when they’re doing something completely normal and possibly essential for life (like breathing!), I cannot tell them that I’m going bonkers inside. I wish I could. They might not like to hear it or understand why the hell I’d even take notice that they sneezed three times in a row, but unfortunately, this is something I can’t control. Again, this isn’t something I can learn to get used to or should have grown out of by now. This is real.

Many people are repelled by the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard or the sound of a knife scraping across a ceramic plate. Those sounds can be very annoying and the reaction people have to those sounds gives some small indication of the reaction I have to a much wider array of noises.

However, no one is really put-off by a request to stop running their fingers down a chalkboard. In fact, they may laugh at your reaction knowing that the sound they’re making bothers most people. So asking someone to stop scraping their fingernails across a chalkboard is most likely what the person wants you to do, it lets them know they got to you (hopefully in a playful way). So you don’t really run much of a risk of them being annoyed or angry with you. But if you tell someone (abruptly and not so very subtly) to stop chewing with their mouth open or making some other harmless and unimportant sound, they may just decide you’re a jerk.

Shhh, quiet

It’s not just people that make the problematic noises.

I recently moved to a new house. When I first visited the property and after I started living there, I was very aware of the noises in the environment. I made note of a few things like the sound of a dog barking in the distance, the sound of someone running a lawn mower or other machine, and the sound of some heavy equipment being used a few houses away.

The comments I got back from other people suggested that they thought I was being too sensitive to what they considered to be normal noise levels and normal neighborhood sounds. It also felt as though they might have been annoyed with me for even noticing the sounds of the environment. There may have been some degree of “you can’t always get what you want” being put forth. And that would be true, you really can’t always get what you want… but at times like this, I sometimes feel that people believe I am perpetuating a game, a game in which I enjoy being the person who is too sensitive to sounds. I may also get the impression that they think I am overacting on purpose. This is not the case. Trust me, nobody would choose to be misophonic. 

I hate my brain

Below are some links that deal with misophonia and explain it in terms as it relates to people in general.

I didn’t really know who Kelly Ripa was, but I watched an ABC News video in which she explained her experience with misophonia and I thought she did a great job explaining it to the interviewer. The entire piece was excellent but I couldn’t watch it past the part where the guy has to leave the room when his friend deliberately triggers his sensitivity to certain sounds. It made me sad, I related to his reaction all too well.

I had absolutely no idea that other people experienced this. 

And although it's strangely comforting to know that they do, it validates that there’s some further errant behavior going on in my brain. 



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