Names (Names) Names

“Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back.” - Harvey MacKay

It has been quite some time, as is the usual per my blogs these days, since I last wrote about something. However, I noticed something a while ago that I wanted to point out. It has to do with the names of people you see and their meanings. Its a realization that I will compare to that of serial killers and assassins. Have you ever noticed that serial killers always have two names? Ted Bundy, Charles Manson, Ed Gein, Jeffrey Dahmer and the list goes on. However, assassins almost always have three names. James Earl Ray, Lee Harvey Oswald, Mark David Chapman (killed John Lennon), Khioniya Kozmishna Guseva (tried to kill Rasputin), John Wilkes Booth are all assassins given three names. These are some of the most famous killers of all time, and they are separated by middle names...serial killer and assassin. Granted, there will be some anomalies in this assessment, but it is perfectly within the margin of error. Also, names you would use to disprove this thought will most likely be pre twentieth century. This in and of itself isn't the realization or conspiracy I have noticed.

The conspiracy is facebook. All single and unmarried women almost always just use their first and last name on their facebook profile. One reason could be that most women hate at least one of their names, which could be why women want to get married so badly...just to get rid of that name. I am only kidding, but only about the reason to get married. Anyhoo, women not yet married only use two names that make them who they are on the world wide web. Furthermore, married women almost always use names thrice to show the creeping eyes of all those who stalk, who they are. First Maiden (or Middle) Last. Voila, just like that. Kinda strange the correlation of names between killers and women on facebook. I think there is a conspiracy in the air. Not only on the naming of killers, but the use of names on facebook. Of course one could say this is not the case, these women only want to make it easier to be found...Then why are there those in the margin of error that do not want to be found? Because serial killers are the ones who do not want to be found! They are the ones who hide in the shadows evading capture for extended periods of time! Coincidence? I think not.

In fact, there are whispers of Illuminati involvement, but i cant say much more. Congress likes to spend its time well on wonderful investigations that have to do with the welfare of this country, and I think this is one of those instances. I call upon the government to get to the bottom of this. Use all that time you seem to be able to waste and use it for the good of America...get to the bottom of the facebook conspiracy.

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Words that amaze

OK.. so, i have a few words that amaze.

have you ever noticed, the word bed, it actually looks like a bed if you look at it... who would have ever thought

also, the word OK is a sideways person... have you ever noticed that? do you see what you have been missing your whole life? amazed

however, some people say that llama, looks like a llama... honestly i dont see it... i mean, c'mon, where are the legs?

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Infomercials

What do OxiClean, Orange Clean, OrangeGlo, and Mighty Putty all have in common?

Billy Mays... Yes, that's the name of the guy with the beard from the infomercials . He is the King of Infomercials and "as seen on TV" products. If you ever wondered what his deal is or who he was, now you have a better idea.

If you wish to read a list of his products that he has advertised, such as Kaboom and Swiffer Sweeper Vac infomercials, you can find them at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Mays

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The Ways Things Seem.. Points of View

I am breaking normal tradition, and skipping the quote of the day; but one could say the post itself is my quote of the day...

Rays of sun beat down, Illuminating the ground.
It feels so right, seems so clear
Shadows creep in, Perceptions distorted
Eyes in the dark As the clouds cover a slippery slope of words.
Never making sense, an everlasting darkness
awaiting the day where light is restored and peace abound.
The soothing feeling of a clear day,
Always making sense, no more rain.
One day it will be but a fleeting memory Passed over by the sands of time.
Perhaps one day, upon a shooting star, An understanding, perceptions anew.
Speak not, but leave me in my thought. The rain is cold, don’t pull me out
Trapped in this place, a longing to be free
Trying to catch peace and tranquility,
but the rain never stops. Too many thoughts hovering around in the sky
Which one do I pull out of the clouds?
So many at once there is no confusion, and there you are
Lighting slashes through the sky, disrupting all there is
Thunder roars through the air crashing all to say
Always the same, a point never made
To not offend, an explanation again
But it's always raining, always pouring
And why go through the trouble? And allowed to go on
Another’s Perceptions distorteded

P. D. Shea

Ruthless

Quote of the Day: "I try to think but nothing happens" --- Curly

Blogging is a tough business. You gotta get your hands dirty to come out clean. Its hard to keep up with it; and when you finally sit down to write you hit a big red brick wall. Random things do not come easily, although people think they do because its random. But it could no longer be random because you are trying to think of something random.

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Blasted Memory

Quote of the Day:
--Batman52486: ABC, easy as 123
--Pedro886: simple as Do-Re-Mi
--Batman52486: do re mi isnt simple

I had thought of a wonderful post to do today, and i can not remember it. Isnt that the darnest thing? Does it not make you mad whenever you think of something totally brilliant and it just escapes the brain cells? The mysterious magnificence of memory is somewhat magical and majestical and helps one remember major and minor events that make up the man; yet many times my memory makes me move memories out of my brain and all that is left is mostly knowledge of emotion and much mentioning by the brain to the me that there has been a lost memory. Alliteration aside, It is perplexing. I remember that I wanted to remember something but I do not remember anything other than I liked what I had thought of a lot and now it is gone. Also, many times emotion is left without pictures. You can remember the emotional context, such as happiness or anger towards someone but the event is forgotten. For example, a man says to his friend, "you always do that," the friend replies, "oh yea? When have i done that?" Of course he can only remember the last time his friend did it and therefore there is only one time that you can recall, but the emotion of all the other ones still remain. Frustrating. One could write everything down, but that is just not feasible. Maybe you could become smarter but not likely. The only possible answer to the problem is a pensieve, but that will only work if you say the thought out loud, barring that you remember when it happened.

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What am I talking about?

Can you see it? Beyond the hills, over the horizon. It is coming. Why can't you see it? It is right there...see? It comes like a speeding bullet, covering the sky with its beauty and complexity. Mysterious it is. A thousand rivers meeting at one place. The eye of the storm and the wall of the storm. You do not understand; yet I do not understand why you do not understand. It is so plain and simple, yet you make it complex. I do my best. Why can't you see it? You look at me like I am crazy, wondering what is going on. A calm before the wake. Accusations. Name calling. You hate what you do not understand. Perhaps you are wrong. Did that ever occur to you? Maybe you can not see what is really there. Wait! No. YOU refuse to see what is there. Either way neither tries. I do my best. Bear with me. Ask. But you do not. I now understand. The eye of the storm versus the wall—the calm before a wake, back to the calm. This is why you can not see it.

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V for Vendetta

The quote of the day will end this short blog. I saw V for Vendetta a few weeks ago. In Poetry class, my teacher mentioned the introduction of V, which i will most undoubtably say is the best introduction of a character in any movie. In fact, V for Vendetta is one of my favorite movies right now. Anyways, after you read this quote, this introduction, you can not help but want to see the movie if you havent seen it, and if you have then you will realize how awesome this introduction is.

I give you the Quote of the Day

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."

One of the best uses of alliteration ive ever heard.

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Nothing...or Something

Quote of the Day: "You better step out of the shower because i gotta flush" - - Ross

I am sitting in the hallway of HSS before class, my last class let out 30 minutes early, and decided to just do a blog. Perhaps this will be a blog about nothing but isnt nothing really something? As I wrote that last sentenced, i figured out what my blog is going to be. It is going to be about nothing which i have figured out is really something. Truly it is a paradox; that is quite ironic in and of itself.

This subject of nothing brings me to the wonderful show of Seinfeld. It is a show that is about nothing. Yesterday, Jerry asked Elaine what she did last night. Elaine replies nothing. Jerry says you had to of done nothing. Elaine says she literally did nothing. She sat in a chair and just stared all night. Jerry in turn says that is really nothing. But nothing is really something. She sat down and stared.

I propose that when one says he or she did nothing that they really did something but that something is that which is nothing. Nothing in the sense that we did what was boring. We are giving value to something with the word nothing yet nothing implies no value. It is a paradox, or as my brother would say, a "pair-of-ducks."

Some of you may wonder what is a paradox or how is it a paradox. A paradox is a "tenet contrary to recieved opinion; a statement that is seemingly contradictory or opposed to common sense and yet is perhaps true; a self-contradictory statement that at first seems true; an argument that apparently derives self-contradictory conclusions by valid deduction from acceptable premises (Merriam-Webster)." Now you should see that the statement that you did nothing may seem true but in fact you did something in which you apply the value of nothing because you take it as boring—a paradox.

Things brings me to the question, is every paradox also irony? Perhaps that is a question for another day, as class is about to start.

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Nuclear Holucost... or Short Stories by Nic

Quote of the Day: "To learn is to live and to live is to learn. One is not living unless he is learning, yet one can be involved in such things to the point of unlearning. I say, nay shall he be living one more minute if the workings of others shall cause him such. Death would be the better adventure, yay as i say this i say it not light heartedly. For who am I to say such a thing to the one facing death when i myself have not faced it. I will tell you although many men say wise things, unless they have faced such things and done these deeds should they be taken as wise and not because of name. But truly, you shall find it within yourselves that i am right. I have no name but have faced death. Is it not ones life to grow?" - - Patrick D. Shea

I have heard some disturbing news today. I shouldn't say heard but read. I read a short story by Nic at Vandervoort.blogspot.com and decided that i am now less intelligent and have perhaps lost some ability to blog due to the reading of this short story. I decided to make that type of comment on Nicohlas August Vandervoort's blog and he responded by saying that it wasn't a waste of time, then he proceeded to say he was going to start writing childrens stories. This might be disasterous. Nic the engineer writing stories, stories for children. Now, as we all should know Engineers are the most horrific writers in the world. The difference between an English major and an Engineering major is the difference between a Right Wing Super Conservative and a Far Left Socialist Communist Crazy guy. They are complete opposites, and more so in the area that both just use different parts of the brain. Obviously Nic isnt the worst writer in the world. He has some skill with pen. It is better than most Engineers I'm sure. But writing Childrens stories should be left to the Lewis', the Tolkien's, and the Rowling's or even perhaps the Shea's. It was a tough choice when Nuclear Holucost entered my head as something to compare Nic's short rant. Low and behold thee answer came to me. It is better to have died and learned than to live and unlearn. One should not go on this earth, no not one, becoming more vile and less intelligent from the workings of others lest he perish before.

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Brothers will be Brothers

I was reading my brothers blog the other day, going through all his absurd things. He calls it "Die Before You Die, an exercise of fultility," or should I say 'Die Before You Die, and exercise of futility,' as he refuses to close his quote a couple of blogs ago. Which takes me off hand, i must ask, brother, what do you do if you quote someone who is quoting someone? Anyways, i read his blog and find that it is filled with strange things. Such as holding it as an alternative to aderol, a drug for ADD. Or things such as the "Hand-Headed Shea Freaks" where we Shea's use our foreheads to pick things up, so that in a few years arms will start to grow out of our heads (we are fast evolvers).

There are many others posts like this on his blog. Who knows what possesses my brother to write such things, and who knows where he gets them from. My sister made a comment last night in which she remarked to hoping that the people Michael interviews with doesnt google his name and find his blog, because then they will start to wonder who they are hiring. It does provide for a good laugh when it is read out loud to the family though. This is all i have to say for today. I just wanted to comment on my brothers blog entirely instead of just one of his blogs. Weird it may be, entertaining it is.

Deep Thoughts by Patrick Shea: Can one reason beyond reason?

Quote of the Day: "Try no. Do. Or do not. There is no try." - - - Yoda

Have you ever been in a situation where you think you might want to do something but arent sure? You arent sure but you are kinda sure, and the longer you think about it the more you reason yourself out of doing it. This has happened to me lately. With the onset of spring break I have done absolutely nothing thus giving the more time to think about it. To add to it this subject has been brought up and pushed by a certain few people that I know. I am constantly in extreme reasoning beyond reason.

--I am not in the mood to post today. This post is being made only because last night I tried to make it but the blog server was down. I will however turn this into something meaningful, perhaps.--

Can one really reason beyond reason? Can we out think ourselves? Obviously we can out think ourselves and sike ourselves out, however is that now reason beyond reason? Furthermore, What is reason beyond reason? I would say it is either:

1. When one uses reason to achieve the answer he or she may subconciously want, but is not with true reason. It is driven by desire and has clouded their mind.

2. When one uses reason to achieve the answer that is fueled by uncertainty and doubts, fear, guilt or whatever else that has a negative effect on some of our decisions. This is in a way the same and opposite of point number 1. You have a desire but reason yourself out of that desire giving yourself the opposite result. Again, not true reason.

It is "out-reasoning" ourselves. We will look into something so deeply that we may miss the point or end up with an answer we should never have ended up with; or the right answer with the wrong reasoning, which would be comparable to a concurring opinion on the supreme court where they agree with the majority opinion but have a different constitutional reasoning.

This brings me to another question. Can i really call it reasoning beyond reason, if in fact i have referred to it as not true reason? I suppose i can and i cant. I think that when one reasons beyond reason, he or she will make assumptions, which could be true or not true, but are by no means obtainable or possibly known at that point in time. This would cause it to not be true reason, or faulty reasoning. However you sometimes have to make assumptions in order to reach your answer, but i find that making the exact opposite assumption i have made causes my end result to be its inverse. Furthermore, my assumption is not made with deductive reasoning or likelyhood but based on point # 2 of reason beyond reason. Assumptions have to be made sometimes and people make those assumptions based on the process of elimination or deduction which can result in the likleyhood. This is however not the case in reasoning beyond reason. The assumption is not able to be known at the time of reasoning.

What is one to do them? I have come to the conclusion through my reasoning and find that i do not want to see that the opposite assumption i have made could be true. I do think that my assumption is more likely, but can not ignore the possibility that i am wrong. Internal conflict is the result. Perhaps that could be the subject of another post.

This is all i have to say for now. I have given you enough to think about today, if this is in fact something to actually think about

Until Next Time

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March Madness

Quote of the Day:
"Your free to leave me but please don't decieve me" Ewan McGregor..Moulin Rouge

Have you ever wondered why it is called March Madness? It really isn't that mad. In fact I find March wonderful. There are all these basketball games, and for many people the thought of baseball about to start is exciting. Also, Spring starts which many people welcome with open arms because they are ready for the winter cold to be over. Is it really that mad? I see no madness. Why don't we call it December to Remember or January Junction or some catchy phrase like that in December and January for all the bowl and playoff football going on. Yea, we have "SuperBowl Sunday" and the "Bowl Week" but we do not refer to it as a whole month.

What is this obsession with alliteration? I think it is just a phrase that someone found catchy that makes not a lot of sense. In fact, i propose a January Journey or Junction, February Frenzy, March Madness obvioulsy, April Action, Hay May (like hay day), June Doom, July Fry, August Anonymous, September Saneness, October its Over, Nutty November December to Remember. Im sure if I had wanted to put more than a whim of thought into these words they would be more catchy. However I only put a minute into them so they may not be to your standard. For this I do not apologize.

What I am trying to say is that I do not find the March Madness. I watch all the basketball, all the tourney's, and all the SportsCenters, yet I find it appealing, wonderful, happy and not crazy, mad, nor insane. What is this infatuation with alliteration. What is this infatuation with catchy phrases that in reality make no sense. Tell a chinese foreign exchange student about March Madness and you got a totally confused person thinking out loud in Chinese because they only no Madness for what it really is.

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