One year ago today: October 28, 2019, mountain fog.
Five years ago today: October 28, 2015, useless Android apps.
Nine years ago today: October 28, 2011, a pot of tea.
Random years ago today: October 28, 2013, heading west at sunrise.
I found out Tennessee tests vehicles, I think it is for smog control. And it costs $9.00. A true exercise in futility, do they really save on smog a day when every car in the state has to drive to a facility? Tennessee is not a wild party city for those of us over 24, and from what I see out there, it isn’t for them as well. Certainly not on the scale of the 1960s-1970s sexual revolution that I went through with much confidence and poise. Cyber dating just isn’t the real thing when every woman describes herself as a princess. I want to see for myself. Today’s picture is the doggies on the front stoop, wondering I they really want to walk in the rain.
That is why it comes across as mostly creationists going on about how evolution is false, but not the other way around. It is hard to find literature that spells out the creationist arguments, but they center around the incomplete fossil record and that some fossils show that some animals began fully formed. No intermediate stages. My take on that is those who insist the fossil record must be complete and unbroken lack knowledge of how haphazardly fossils are formed.
Next topic was about genetics. Evolution says species came from a common ancestor and the less fit variations did not survive. Creationism says all the genetic material was already present and the variations that died out leave the others to survive. This implies there will be a common descendant. One with fewer genes but immune to diseases and, well, pretty much everything else. Myself, I think it’s great to have somebody you can have such a conversation with.
Kitty condo with balcony.
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I spent some time on my guitar strumming. My goal is to pick out the strum unique to each piece of music and to keep it distinct. Anything less is comping and you know how I feel about that. Here’s a picture of the soda rack display at Crackerbarrel. I also picked up one those old Linksys WiFi boosters, brand new, for 99 cents. This older model plugs into a receptacle and extends the range, but is not so great at speed. But I don’t need speed out in the shed. This odel, the RE6700 was disliked because it was considered insecure. And it was if you just took it out of the box and plugged it in.
th really like revenue streams. We’ve got the basic story-line down. Some creative thought is needed to avoid cliches. The main character becomes psychic, but it needs to be sudden. Things already taken are the coma, the lightning strike, the alien abductions, and the time-worn autistic child of the overly successful single mother.
Here’s how it would go. The protagonist has some traumatic experience. Shortly thereafter, he is in the neighborhood store when the owner tells him he can’t catch somebody who is shoplifting. He re-enacts the crime and discovers he can see the original crime through the perp’s eyes. Afterward he can remember enough things to catch the thief. The build-up is that he finds that re-enacting a crime gives him this ability. At this point we’ll need to decide. The Reb says the plot should be that each re-enactment causes him to adopt part of the criminal mind. I’m more thinking that the crimes get ever more serious and thus harder to re-enact. Either way the police enlist him to solve baffling cases.
I’m for a cliffhanger, where a final crime is bad enough that re-enacting it becomes, say, worse than the crime. I’m thinking that they have a serial killer they know will continue, and society has to decide if they will allow him to re-create one murder to prevent many others. The Reb says it’s better if in the end he develops a criminal mind. After an hour of dead-end plot variations, we decided it was easier to discuss creationism.
If you like controversy, evolution is a doozie. I’m about to read the chapter on birds. One theme creationists harp on is the lack of those intermediate fossils, the missing links. I say evolution involves so many hundreds of millions of years that any of a number of global catastrophes that could easily have wiped out fifty million years here and there. A missing link does not disprove evolution so I don’t understand why creationists make that claim.
“Where are the fossils?”, is not a proof of anything in itself. Those who require fossils should maybe go looking for themselves rather than cast aspersions. I’m not finished the booklet, but the creationist arguments are getting weak and repetitious. They also object far too much that only the evolution side is taught in school. But the last thing most Americans want is the school system teaching our children about religion.
Later, it comes as little surprise that the Reb has been advised in the past to take an entire year off. It’s well known that my presence this time was on the single condition that no extra work is to be taken on. After a week here, another particular is gaining traction. I’m insisting she contact the landlord about rehearsing. He plays guitar. If it flies she has agreed to stand in singing at times. Think about that, it’s not as fi I am unaware of the benefits to us both. It represents a full cycle back to 1987. For us, music is therapy.
Now consider the circumstances of a year off. There are a number of ways that could be accomplished. Count them if you want, but there is only one way that is feasible right now here today. That, and the fact that on stage together, we are absolutely deadly. It was her that made me a country fan.
