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      When I had journeyed half of my life's way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
 Ah, it is hard to speak of what it was,
that savage forrest, dense and difficult,
which even in recall renews my fear:
  so bitter-death is hardly more severe!

                                   ~Dante

I found this on craigslist. I don't know if it is real or if someone is just looking to rile people up, but I thought it was hilarious. Don't cum in the casket....that is my new favorite line. It is my goal to work that into a conversation. Click here

Then here is the guy's newest update on that post. click here

I will make a real post soon, but this is not it. I just thought that this was cool.

A Good Murder Mystery - Unbelievable (Try to follow this one)
Do you like to read a good murder mystery? Not even Law and Order would attempt to capture this mess. This is an unbelievable twist of fate!!!!

At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, AAFS President Dr. Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the legal complications of a bizarre death.

Here is the story:

On March 23, 1994 the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus, and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the head. Mr. Opus had
jumped from the top of a ten-story building intending to commit suicide. He left a note indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor, his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him instantly. Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.
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"Ordinarily," Dr Mills continued, "Someone who sets out to commit suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might not be what he intended, is still defined as committing suicide." That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to certain death, but probably would not have been successful because of the safety net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had
a homicide on his hands.
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The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously, and he was
threatening her with a shotgun! The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger, he completely missed his wife, and the pellets went through the window, striking Mr. Opus. When one intends to kill subject "A" but kills subject "B" in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject "B."
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When confronted with the murder charge, the old man and his wife were both adamant, and both said that they thought the shotgun was not loaded. The old man said it was a long-standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her. Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, assuming the gun had been accidentally loaded.
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The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the fatal accident.
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It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother.
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Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger. The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus.
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Now comes the exquisite twist. Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to jump off the ten-story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window.
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The son, Ronald Opus, had actually murdered himself. So the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide.

A true story from Associated Press, (Reported by Kurt Westervelt)*

I found this little quiz thing, just type in your name and it will tell you your personality. Mine was surprisingly like other people would describe me. I only think it half describes me. name quiz

You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.
You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.
You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.

You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.
You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.
You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/

I think antidepressants are the most misused drug in the world. Everyone is on them. Doctors prescribe them for every unhappy person who walks into their offices. Here's the problem though, being unhappy is not the same as being depressed, and taking antidepressants will not make you happy. It will make you un-depressed. Maybe if you aren't depressed you will suddenly  feel happy or maybe not. It might give you energy if your depression is making you lethargic. It might help you sleep if your depression is keeping you from sleeping.  People think that they are getting a happy pill and they keep changing medications thinking the last ones just didn't work, when really what they are expecting it to do is just impossible. A drug can't make you happy. It can pull you out of a pit, but that is all it can do. I think the world (and myself) have lost sight on what these drugs are meant to do.

My children are nothing like I was when I was younger...or like I am now for that matter. A typical Christmas for my brothers and I  was...

On Christmas eve we would all sleep on the floor in the basement. We weren't allowed to wake each other up, but we were allowed to get our stockings as soon as we woke up. One of us (usually me ) woke up at around 2 or 3 AM. We would accidentally on purpose  trip over the still sleeping people so that if it came down to it we wouldn't be lying if we were asked whether we woke up the others or not, because after all it was an accident that we woke them up. So anyway, early morning we would run up and get our stockings and open all the presents in them. Then we would fall back asleep. We would sleep for a couple hours and by 5 AM we were up again and ready to open presents. We were not allowed to touch the presents until we opened them, because our parents didn't want us figuring out what was in them, and I actually do not ever remember us breaking the rule and touching them. At 5 AM we would go upstairs and wake up my mom and dad. Then we would go sit and wait FOREVER :-) for them to come down. We couldn't open any until my dad had his coffee in hand. Finally we could open them all and it took probably less then a half hour. I was the worst one,I had no patience and everything about Christmas excited me. I am still like that. I love Christmas morning.

Now for my kids...

They all go to sleep in their own beds. At some point in the morning I can't stand it any longer and I have to fight every urge to wake them up to open presents and get their stockings. I have been pacing the living room since 5 AM waiting for them to get up. FINALLY they get up. One at a time they  slowly come out. They don't wake each other up. I have to wait agonizingly for each to get up. They don't run to their stockings right away or spend more then a minute gazing at the presents under the tree trying to figure out what they are. They wander around the house for a while waking up. All the while the suspense is killing me. I want to run after them with their stockings in hand screaming open them, for the love of god open them. Then ever so slowly they wander over to their stockings and open them. Then after they have looked at their stockings for what seems like hours, they are ready to open presents. From there it goes quickly. My parents always said that when I had kids I would be paid back for waking them up early every  Christmas. I wish...seriously where are these kids that are so impatient and excited because I could handle the early morning wake up. It is the slow leisurely wake up that kills me. So in a way I was paid back for it, it just happened to be by them doing the opposite thing than what I did to my parents.

My car died on me in the middle of the Christmas shopping traffic. Neither my regular lights or  my  hazzard lights  worked, so I was just trapped in the middle of the road waiting for someone to slam into me in the dark. So anyway, the auto shop told me it is going to be $900.00 to fix it. Whoppee!! I will just add that to my $1300.00 house taxes that is due and my $950.00 house payment. I should be able to just whip out the cash for all of that. *sigh*

Oh evil cookies how you torture me.

I sent my friend a box of cookies for Christmas. He left town a day before they showed up. I was bummed out because he wouldn't get them, so I made him a new batch of cookies. I sent them and so far it has been a week and he still hasn't got the cookies. He got the package with his Christmas presents in them and I mailed it later than I mailed the cookies. The thing that really sucks is that  there is one present in with the cookies and it is a three hundred dollar present so it better not be lost. I see all you people out there who know me fainting from the thought that I would spend three hundred on one gift...well relax..I bought it on clearance for twenty bucks. So anyway back to the cookies. I have apparently angered the cookie gods. I am not baking another batch of cookies. Maybe I will buy a box of chips ahoy and send it. :-)

I don't believe in soul mates, but I do believe that some people have a really strong connection.I think more people should just act on it when they feel that connection. I am sure a lot of people just ignore it and go on with life and wonder why they are still single. I have had this discussion before, but here is my formula for finding the person you are "meant" to be with.

1. Think of everyone in you life. (friends, aquaintances, people you see around...everyone). Ex's are excluded, because while you may have a connection, they are an ex for a reason.

2. Now, of those people which of them just randomly pops into your head every now and then? Maybe someone says something and it reminds you  of the person. Maybe you pass by a store and it makes you think of the person. Whatever it is they pop into your head at least a few times a week. (that should narrow it down to a few people)

3. Of those people, picture them without make-up or with  their  hair pulled back or twenty pound heavier. When you picture them are there any of them that you would still be attracted to. If so that means you are attracted to them for who they are not how they look. Hopefully that narrowed it down to one or two people.

4. Now picture those one or two people and imagine that you are in bed with them. Can you imagine being in bed with them and cuddling, kissing  and everything else, but not having sex with them. (not that you don't want to have sex with them, hello we are human) Are you still attracted to them. If so (and hopefully you are down to one person) that means that you want to be with them for more then sex.

5. Now if you are down to one person think  of all the reasons that you tell yourself you can't be with that person. ...ok, now screw the reasons, change them and you will be with the person that you have that connection with, because most likely if you feel the connection they do too. Everyone has reasons they can't be with the person, but every reason can be worked out.

If you didn't get it narrowed down to one...well then you are out of luck for now, try again in a few months after you have met a few more people.

What is  the worst feeling in the world? It's not fear,  sadness,  anger or anything that would immediately come to mind as a negative feeling. The worst feeling is defeat. Being defeated is when you realize that everything is pointless. There is nothing to be gained by looking in the future, nothing to be gained by looking back, but being too numb to gain anything in the today. It is different than feeling hopeless. Hopeless is more like you don't feel  things will ever  get any better. Defeated is when you are at the point that you don't care if they do or don't. You don't care about much of anything. It is like being trapped and drowning, sure you want to break free but you would love to just let go and go under.