How about a little reading material?
High gas prices means we're running out of oil, Right?

Well not according to This article.

How Much Oil Is Left?
"Scaremongers are fond of reminding us that the total amount of oil
in the Earth is finite and cannot be replaced during the span of human life.
This is true; yet estimates of the world’s total oil endowment have
grown faster than humanity can pump petroleum out of the ground"

Hmmm, so we are constantly finding new oil. Who knew?
And to prove the point, did anyone hear about this on the news lately?

Scientists Discover (Biggest Ever) Oil field off U.S. coast.

"The find is some 60 billion barrels or 3 Times more than current US recoverable Oil of 20 Billion barrels."

"This is enough Oil to make the US self sufficient and make
foreign Oil supply disruption a thing of the past."

Maybe i wasn't paying attention. After all it was May 1, 2006.
Who knew?
Actually Larry Cathles did in 2003.

Cathles and his team estimate that in a study area of about 9,600 square miles off the coast of Louisiana, source rocks a dozen kilometers down have generated as much as 184 billion tons of oil and gas — about 1,000 billion barrels of oil and gas equivalent. "That's 30 percent more than we humans have consumed over the entire petroleum era," Cathles says. "And that's just this one little postage stamp area; if this is going on worldwide, then there's a lot of hydrocarbons venting out."

But hey lets for arguments sake, say we didn't discover this whopper of an Oil Field.

"The estimates above do not include unconventional oil resources. Conventional oil refers to oil that is pumped out of the ground with minimal processing; unconventional oil resources consist largely of tar sands and oil shales that require processing to extract liquid petroleum. Unconventional oil resources are very large. In the future, new technologies that allow extraction of these unconventional resources likely will increase the world’s reserves.

* Oil production from tar sands in Canada and South America would add about 600 billion barrels to the world’s supply.

* Rocks found in the three western states of Colorado, Utah and Wyoming alone contain 1,500 billion barrels of oil.

* Worldwide, the oil-shale resource base could easily be as large as 14,000 billion barrels — more than 500 years of oil supply at year 2000 production rates."
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And what the heck is going on at Eugene Island 330?
An oil field re-filling? Now we have too much Oil!

Well i for one think that ought to be enough... for now.

So why the high gas prices?

The Myth Of Peak Oil -
An internal Chevron memo states; "A senior energy analyst at the recent API convention warned that if the US petroleum industry doesn't reduce its refining capacity it will never see any substantial increase in refinery margins."

The Memos make clear that blockages in refining capacity and opening new refineries did not come from environmental organizations, as the oil industry claimed, but via a deliberate policy of limitation and price gouging at the behest of the oil industry itself.

Just a little research i did to help me understand why the high prices. And why if they say we are running out of oil that the big oil companies aren't running scared and trying to find alternative fuels. The reason i believe they aren't is...

1. We aren't out of oil, Just the opposite. There is a huge supply.

2. If it was common knowledge how much oil we really had, the price per barrel would collapse.

... well thats what i found out.

Links:
National Center For Policy Analysis - Are We Running Out of Oil?

NewTechSpy - Scientists Discover (Biggest Ever) Oil field off U.S. coast

GeoTimes - Raining hydrocarbons in the Gulf

WSJ - Odd Reservoir Off Louisiana

The Myth Of Peak Oil

 Click The Pic

Someone asked me not too long ago what the desktop/wallpaper looked like on my computer. Well here's a quick screen capture of what it looks like. Thats what i see while i am goofing off on the net.

The Wallpaper is a photo i took at Woolaroc back in the spring of this year. It's nice to look at and remember how warm it was that day. I remember driving around the park with my windows down, man it was nice. Lol. Oh well winter will be over soon.

Lets see... on the left is my mp3 player i wrote(bragging here). I wanted one that only showed the text info on the desktop with no window around it. So.. ahem, i had to write one. Lol. It took me a long time but i got it the way i wanted it. It works great. Lots of features you can't see in the pic.

On the right starting at the top is the program SysMetrix. Its a free program that lets you setup alot of different text info stuff along with a clock. I have it showing the Lo and Hi temps for the day. The current temp and short description of the conditons. And finally the barometric pressure and whether its rising or falling. Oh and upper right of the clock it tells me how many new emails i have. Pretty snazzy and like i said its free. You can put all the different things where you want them. I wanted a neat little grouping.

Below that i have Rainlender, another free program. It's a calendar program that shows the month day and date and auto updates so i don't have to. It also lets you set little reminders as well.

Well thats about it i guess. I don't see anything else. Like tons of icons that is. Hehe. Shortcuts drive me crazy. Or hadn't you noticed? Funny thing tho i can leave my socks scattered all over the floor. That doesn't bother me. But let me see a desktop covered in shortcuts and i think, "Oh My God!" Lol. Some people say i am too picky. I don't think i am. About certain things i am, i guess. Wait, thats what picky means isn't it?

No stories today, or the last year even. But i been busy thinking of stuff to write. All of them just my dreams. I have had some vivid dreams this past year. I wake up thinking man that wasn't a dream that was a movie. One in particular, if i told you about it, would freak you out. I mentioned it to someone at work and he freaked out. Said he didn't want to hear anymore. It scared him. Then it scared me all over again because he got scared. I mean i went to him to be teased and made fun of to help me get over it. He wasn't no help.

So see basically i have held it all in this past year. No need to thank me. Just doing my job. So you won't have to.



 

Fatty Koo

Ok, You Said Post Something. How 'bout this?

8 And their dead bodies shall lie in the street of the great city.

9 And they of the people and kindreds and tongues and nations shall see their dead bodies three days and an half, and shall not suffer their dead bodies to be put in graves.
        Revelation 11 (King James Version)

Hmmm... sound familiar? Anyone?
New Orleans maybe?

Dog Daze
... yeah thats what it is. Its so hot and muggy here all i do is sleep and sweat. I haven't felt cool enough or clean enough to actually post anything(just got out of the shower) until now. No news is good news when your hot and sweaty. Oh wait i do have some news... my grass just keeps on a growin'. Being single again means no girlfriend with a grass mowin' kid. I gotta find me a woman... i miss that kid.

Duke&Vance heading West 

My first post via cellphone... Lol

Hand In Hand
Kiss me quick, It's now or never.
Hold me close, we can make it last forever.
We'll take the time, to find our way.
We'll teach each other, the tricks life loves to play.
Hold my hand in yours, I'll hold yours in mine.
We'll not hurry, We'll go slow, We'll take our time.
From the dawning of the day, to the setting of the sun.
We'll be with each other, our spirits one.
Forever in time we'll pass hand in hand.
'Til the stars fall from the heavens.
And we count each grain of sand.

Forever In My Dreams

In my dreams at night, I think of you.
      You're always in my heart.
In my dreams at night, I miss you.
      I cry when we're apart.

In my dreams at night, I see you.
      I pray you're always there.
In my dreams at night, I hold you.
      A long embrace we share.

In my dreams at night, I kiss you.
      With a soft and gentle touch.
In my dreams at night, I tell you.
      I love you so very much.

In my dreams at night, It's always you.
      My world is you it seems.
In my dreams at night, I'll live with you.
      Forever in my dreams.

Between Two Lovers
Is it true what they say?
When one's love is far away.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
Or just comfort when their love we ponder.

Are we closer some how, some way?
Are they near enough to say?
That their love to us is real.
And their touch we truly feel.

In love their is no distance.
Always a path of least resistance.
For a million miles between two lovers
Is but inches for the mind to cover.

Coming Soon...

A New Novel
by
I.M. Pouncer

Blood On The Door Step

"My Life As A Bird Killer"

... a dark, hunter green Camaro with fully tinted windows pulls into the driveway.
I grab my wallet and keys and nervously step out of the house and lock the door behind me.
Climbing inside, I sit down hard beside her in the plush bucket seats. No hello's are spoken.

Maybe it was the fact that the time between visits had grown longer. How the usual six months
or so of not seeing her had grown to a full year. But this time it all seemed more ominous.
"You know" i said, "sometimes you scare me." She gives me that arrogant knowing smile i have come to expect from her and replies, "Why is that?"

I look away from her. Too scared even to say it to her face. "Its just... that sometimes.. I think you don't expect to live out the day." With the last word slipping from my lips i face her again.

"Oh really?", she says. Smiling even wider. "Why does that scare you?"

Not letting me turn away this time. I can feel her pulling it out of me. The words i dread to speak.

I hear myself say, "because i know that you will still out-live me."

She starts the car.

No New Posts... yet
Lets see... well lets start by saying that the somewhat cryptic post is a line from
the movie The MothMan Prophecies. A rather good movie sort of in the vain of The Ring
but not really. They are two very different movies. But they are both horror movies I guess.
I Liked them both fairly well. A surprise to me that I did. I mean how can any movie be scary
after having seen the movie The Prophecy. Whoo! what a scary movie.

Nothing new here. Lots of long nights at work preparing myself for the coming season of grass.
Where rain comes after a week of preparation and self-pity, self-denial, and self-abuse(not the sexual kind).
In the futile attempt to shame myself into getting behind the push mower. Letting the rain give me an out for another day.Followed by days and days of people, friends and neighbors driving by to look at the slow steady growth of green. Wondering if anyone is at home, asleep, or looking at them thru ever so slightly parted curtains.

Sure looks cloudy now tho... maybe tomorrow. .

It's here. The season of grass... No Mow... No Mow...No Mow.

How 'bout a song to commemorate

b2d is Listening to...
Song: No More
Artist: Blind Boys of Alabama
Album: Spirit of the Century

... wake up ...number 37.

Serendipity
serendipity - noun [U]formal:
''the lucky tendency to find interesting or valuable things just by chance.''
I certainly know how that feels. Seems like all the great(well maybe not great) things i ever find/do is by chance. You work on something long enough and hard enough and someday it`ll all just fall into place...
By Luck!!? Thats so sad don`t you think? After all the hard work and long hours. Then to just happen to stumble across exactly what you need by chance? Usually it`s for something totally unrelated to what you were looking for in the first place. A fix or find to something you so desperately needed months and even years ago. Why now? Why so lucky now? Have i done something special to change my luck? Maybe i have been extra good to someone and i am being rewarded. This just doesn`t happen to me that often. Good things happen to undeserving people. Not to me. Right? Well usually i suppose. But this time i think i have an answer.
Luck
Just lucky i guess. Welp, sorry that won`t work because i don`t beleive in luck. How could i? How could anyone? To think that someone got somewhere just because they were lucky. That they have more things, more money, a better job, or are happier because they are luckier? I couldn`t make it if i had to think such a thing. No use working to get anywhere if luck is all it takes. People make their own luck. Their own happiness. The things they have are the things they want. I can`t think of anything i have because i lucked into it. I have things that i need most generally when i need them or when i really truly want them. People have what they need all around them and it`s only when they recognise that fact do they feel they are lucky to have it. Or to have ''Found'' it. These feelings of being lucky are just a way of letting oneself off the hook for getting what they wanted in the first place. A way of dealing with their inadequacies of self-worth. Why can`t i(we) just accept that we got something because we earned it? Because we did everything we needed to do up to that point to get it. Dare i say... deserve it?
Tendency
The tendency to get the things you want, or want to accomplish or need in your life just further illustrates that hard work and persistance pays off. You may go at it in what seems a round about way. But in fact if you never took all the circuitous routes in the first place. You probably wouldn`t get all the peices of the puzzle that it takes to finish the picture. Persistance lends itsself to accomplishment. Accomplishment harbors the desire in us to want more. Success breeds success. To have a tendency to get what you want isn`t lucky. It`s a deserved reward for struggling through the things you need to get through, to reach your destination. No-one ever arrives exactly where they intended, the way they intended. It`s only where they ''feel'' they wanted to be, after the fact. Where all the things they have done in their life has led them. We have a tendency to gravitate to things that are in our own best interest.
Chance
Everyone gets their chance in life. A chance to start over maybe. A chance to make a new life for themselves. The lucky people are the ones that take these opportunities when they present themselves and do something with them. The lucky ones are the ones who realise they can accomplish the things they have wanted to accomplish. That they have led themselves up to this point of being in the right place at the right time. That in their life experiences they have gathered together all that is needed. All that will ever be needed for them to go forward. To break thru the barriers of self-doubt and the denial of self-worth. The lucky ones are always the last ones to put their final peice of the puzzle into place.
So when you become one of the ''lucky ones''. Go ahead take it. It`s yours. You deserve it. Then just step back and say, ''Yeah... I earned it! No Luck in this!!!'

rumspringa

The very best thing about working graveyard shift is the sunrise. I have seen so many beautiful sunrises over the last 10 or so years. I always feel so lucky each and every morning during my drive home from work. The golds and the ominous reds filling the sky. The darkness giving way to the light. The end and begining of everything presented to me in the color and the atmosphere of the morning sky. So often i have thought about keeping a camera in my glovebox to share a picture or two with friends and family. But my simple little pleasure has always kept me silent. My little secret.



My only other perk for countless nights of missed sleep is NPR's Morning Edition. A radio show beyond all other radio shows. A morning that could just as easily be filled with rap and hip hop. Which is my normal driving to work listening fare. Just wouldn't be the same without Morning Edition. The sunrise and Morning Edition seem to go together to me. Simple pleasures for a simple mind i guess.



On the NPR.org website they have archived all of the stories in text and the original audio of the broadcast if i want to relive anything i have listened to. And one of the features of the website is called Driveway Moments. People write in and tell of stories that they just couldn't stop listening to. The drive home from work over, sitting in their driveway by themselves, the radio still on. Listening so intently as their neighbors drive by wondering what is going on. But not wanting to miss the entire story they/we/i sit quietly in the car, alone.



My favorite driveway moment and the title to this little post was a story about "rumspringa". To quote from the webpage:
"They live in a strict society, under tight control of their family and close-knit community. But when they turn 16, Amish teenagers are allowed the freedom to explore the customs of the outside "English" world -- including alcohol, drugs and sex -- before deciding whether to join the Amish church for life or leave the community altogether".



After sitting in my driveway until the story ended all i could think about was, Who knew? Why wasn't i told about this? I have never heard even the slightest mention of this on tv or read about it in a news article. And this has been going on forever? Where have i been all this time not to have known? As i turned off the radio i realised just how much my mornings have become to me. Never one to rise early. Never a breakfast person so to speak. And yet now i am afforded a view of my world that is so rich in sight and sound. My Morning Edition begins and ends at the touch of the radio dial, I'm home.



The story can be seen and heard here: rumspringa

For Kwitz...
Well lets see... as fall seems to have arrived all too soon for me. I feel the usual melancholy set in. Not the deep depression of winter of most years. Just the slow draining of hope and joy. Life draining to the lowest points of my body. Like the changing colors of the autumn leaves, I'm losing my chlorophyl.


One thing tho... i do seem to reflect more on my life, the internal side of me. The things deep inside that are seldom reflected to others by my outer surface. There just behind my eyes. There at the corners of my forced smiles. Just the slightest of hints to the people i meet. Wanting, needing my feelings to be recognized by someone. To re-enforce in me that they are not singularly my own. But shared by others, if only a few. An un-shared feeling is such a lonely feeling.


My life it seems is one of a solitary person walking backwards through the deep woods. No sky or light above me. Just the slightest glimmer of daylight on the horizon. Watching everything pass beside me and slowly fade away into the distance. Never able to see things as they come. Never able to anticipate an arrival. Never relish in the joy of seeing someone come toward me, to then see me and smile. It is only in their passing that i realise i fail to see them approach. It is only me that is walking backwards, not them. Is that what winter does to me? Turns me around to face away from the world. To see only sunsets and darkness. Seeing the world around me fading into the past.


Someone please tap me on the shoulder... so i might turn around and face you with a smile.



Have a great Day... Kwitz... lol...

Lost words...
I looked at the date of my last post and noticed its been about a month since i have written anything. But thats not to say i haven't thought about writing. I think of words or phrases or ideas all the time. Especially at work, where its just so easy to distract myself. But often i get a phrase or paragraph to express an idea or feeling and not that its perfect by any means but it expresses exactly what i wanted. Then at that point i can't add to it. The words for me at least fit too good together to add more. But maybe someone else would like to try their hand at them. I offer them to you... just give me credit... an inspired by... something...


First one... and i wrote this down a few months ago is:

"I love the way she looks for me, when she walks into a room."

Its the look. The feeling of being connected to someone. The silent passion, the source of strength, the feeling of ease and comfort. The look that is mirrored in someone elses eyes. The overwhelming emotions that well up and fill me inside. Tears flow as we try to catch our breath. The look that Gwyneth Paltrow and Ben Affleck share in the movie Bounce. Or the way that Claire Forlani looks at Brad Pitt in the movie Meet Joe Black. I can't help but cry when i see those looks. I force the tears from my eyes when when i look at...


Lets go on to the next group of words. And they are... a paragraph actually. And based on something that actually happened... to me.

Here it is:


What time does the sun rise this morning?
How long 'til the birds start to sing?
Seems we've talked all night again my darling.
It's quickly become a regular thing.



You could actually replace my darling with a persons name but i will keep that name nameless. But it really did happen. And was one of those nights that one bases almost every other night, first meeting, and lost loves on. For good or bad it haunts me. Drifts in and out of my thoughts in every smile and every tear.


This last one is very recent. And one that i know i would never ever be able to finish. Hopefully someone can. The inspiration so to speak comes from my attempt at writing a childs prayer. Something to say as they lay down to sleep. I didn't even come close to thinking of a new one. All i came up with was one sentence. But i seem to say or think of this sentence alot lately. I don't know why.


... and with a single beat of an angels wings, she rises up to heaven.

My Addictions...

Since i don't have anything new to write but need a new entry i thought i would just write out a few of my current addictions. And being an extreme OCD sufferer among other things it is kind of tough to narrow it down to a few. Let alone recognize that something is an addiction but i will try. These will just be the most obvious and hopefully the least destructive. In no particular order...

Yo Crunch - Yes the yogurt... lol... i can't get enough of it. I buy them 12 little tubs at a time. Usually cleaning out the whole shelf of them at Wallies. I especially like the Strawberry Nestle's crunch ones. But also the Oreo's ones as well. They are just so incredibly delicious! 50 cents each... Such a small price to pay for such an awesome treat. I usually have them all eaten in less than 10 days. Yummy.

PressPlay - for $9.95 a month i get to download all the music(old and new) that i want. Its like being in a candy store. Searching and finding songs i used to love and songs i have wanted recently but knew only one song was any good on the CD. Searching for new stuff... new remixes. Un-edited versions. Extended mixes. Secret delights that i wouldn't want anyone to know i like(Samantha Mumba- Body2Body). Not to mention you get unlimited streams of songs without having to download them first. Programming my own playlist.. no commercials... hearing the songs when i want to hear them. The streaming audio is probably my favorite part of it. Something so special about getting to hear a song when i request it. So much better than radio where you wait hours and hours. How new are the songs you ask? Well all of the new Eminem album is there to download. As well as Nellyville by Nelly. Whoa!.. lol... but i already have the CD of those tho. Their both great.

Hard Knocks - HBO Watched it last year when they went into the Baltimore Ravens training camp. This year they are at the Dallas Cowboys training camp. You get to see and hear everything that goes on. There are a lot of fights among the players. Actual fist fights. Seeing guys get cut from the team as they pair down to their maximum roster of players. Thats so tough. One guy got cut from the team on the first day of training camp. Didn't even get to practice. That was hard to watch. Others have been hurt in practice and are lost for the season. Watching Roy Williams running around in an exhibition game asking other guys where he is supposed to be and what he is supposed to do is funny and sad. I can't imagine what he must be thinking. Did i mention they also are showing the Cowboys CheerLeaders trying out too?... lol... there's this one that is... well thats another addiction i guess...

Random - Undescribed Ones... WiFi, Nimh, Dos Ecces Special, Archos 10gb, E-Machines, WinXP.

People - Josephine, Rita Wong, The Chubby Blonde of The Dixie Chicks.. lol.

They Embrace

...as he reaches for the door he stops and turns
for what he knows will be his last memory of her.
Seeing her bathed in the warm glow of the evening sun,
he is overwhelmed by his feelings for her.

Slowly he begins to walk back to her. Mustering all the strength he can.
He forces himself to ask for one final favor. Finally, as if someone is speaking for him
he hears himself say. "May i hold you once more?"

With tears streaming down her face she gasps with emotion and reaches out to him.
Their bodies shaking from the feelings they have for each other, they embrace.

Standing silently in the long shadows of the almost darkened room. They experience
the most caring moment in their emotionally scarred lives. Then ever so slowly
they release from their loving embrace. Reality again fills the room.

Trying hard not to be seen, he turns away and wipes the tears from his cheeks.
With his last ounce of strength he takes his first steps without her by his side.
Her wedding day is over now and he must leave his daughter behind.
Another man now holds her heart....

by Billy2Dogs