To the man of my life. I Love You.

we had a pretty good snow/ice storm, but it is supposed to reach 50 on Friday. Short lived in this neck of the woods. we rarely get to many cold days in a row

I see its SNOWING in Louisville...
Yeah!
Its a beautiful 47 degrees outside in Seattle. 
That feels warm to me these days.
Las Vegas is enjoying a brisk 63 degrees.
Its hot chocolate time in the desert.
Orlando seems to have the best of it all.
Its 72 degrees there.

[Click here - Game of Love
Tell me Just what you want me to be
One kiss,  And boom you're the only one for me
So please tell me
Why don't you come around no more
Cause right now I'm crying
Outside the door of your candy store

[Chorus]
It just takes a little bit of this A little bit of that.
It started with a kiss Now we we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs A little bit of pain,
I'm telling you, my babe It's all in the game of love....

..Is whatever you make it to be. Sunshine, set on this cold lonely sea
So please baby try and use me, for what I'm good for
It ain't sayin' goodbye, it's knocking, down the door, of your candy store

[Chorus] It's all in this game of love
You roll me, Control me, Console me, Please hold me
You guide me, Divide me, Into two...
[Guitar solo]
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
Cause right now I'm dying outside the door of your loving store

[Repeat Chorus]
It's all in this game of love. It's all in the game of love,Yeah, in the game of love
Roll me, Control me, Please hold me (Make me feel good, yeah) I'm out here on my own, On my own...

A few of the headlines remind me of a TV press conference, shortly after the last earthquake I experienced, while living in Heavensville (L.A.) in January 1994. The quake had occured on a, as the USGS geologist had just expplained, PREVIOUSLY unknown fault. Some reporter pipes up and asks the geologist, "Tell us, please, what history of quakes have occured on that fault, in the past".

I thought that kind of strange, and stupid. If anybody knew the history of quakes, that had occured on that fault, it wouldn't have been "unknown". Now, in theory, after they knew the fault was there, they could look and possibly figure out some sort of history. But this was the day of the quake.

Speaking of which, earthquakes are FUN.... You should stick it out there, in the Puget Sight, (on the Pacific rim, that has the potential for HUGE quakes) until you've felt a 7.4 or higher, on the richter scale. It's the damage they cause, that isn't much fun.

[Click Here - For Emily, whereever I may find here
What a dream I had dressed in organdy, clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets down past the shop displays.
I heard cathedral bells dripping down the alley ways
.as I walked on
And when you ran to me, your cheeks flushed with the night
we walked on frosted fields of juniper and lamplight
I held your hand
and when I awoke and felt you warm and near.
I kissed your honey hair, with my grateful tears
Oh, I love you, oh, I love you...girl.

[Click Here - Kathy's Song]
I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing, tapping on my roof and walls

And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets, to England where my heart lies

My mind's distracted and diffused, my thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're alseep, and kiss you when you start your day

And a song I was writing is left undone, I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe, with words that tear and strain to rhyme

And so you see I have come to doubt, all that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs, the only truth I know is you

And as I watch the drops of rain, weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain, there but for the grace of you, go I

[Click here - Talk Talk - It's my life]
It's funny how I find myself in love with you
If I could buy my reasoning I'd pay to lose. One half won't do.

I've asked myself how much do you commit yourself?
It's my life. Don't you forget! It's my life. It never ends.

Funny how I blind myself.
I never knew if I was sometimes played upon
and afraid to lose
I'd tell myself, what good do you do.
Convince myself, it's my life. Don't you forget. It's my life
It never ends.

I've asked myself how much do you commit yourself?
It's my life
Don't you forget!
Caught in the crowd, it never ends.

[Click Here] Nina - Let me be your pirate
It's time to take you with me, on all the seven seas
We'll sail until the end of time. The moon will keep us company

It's time to make the flight now. The skies are clear for take off
This longing has me calling your name. All our money's just to play this game

For you I do those crazy things
And I'd lay the world down at your feet
And I'd catch the falling stars from heaven
All this only to kiss you just one time

It's time to take you with me, down all the endless highways
We'll run until the end of time. The moon will keep us company.

[Click me-As I lay me down to sleep]

It felt like springtime on this February morning, in the courtyard birds were singing your praise
I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel alright, I carried them with me today, Now

As I lay me down to sleep, this I pray, that you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away, I'll whisper, your name into the sky and I will wake up happy

I wonder why I feel so high, though I am not above the sorrow
Heavy hearted, till you call my name, and it sounds like church bells or the whistle of a train
on a summer evening I'll run to meet you, barefoot, barely breathing

It's not too near for me, like a flower I need the rain, though it's not clear to me
Every season has it's change and I will see you when the sun comes out again

I wonder why...

when the sun comes out again....
I will wake up happy....
This I pray....

Since none of us were human before we got here, who cares?
Maybe the next dominant species will be flying jellyfish.
Wouldn't that be cool ! I had some jellyfish here the other night and they were very tasty!!!
I'm afraid if we ate enough of those guys, they might just decide to get even! So watch what you eat. It may end up hunting you down with people nets haha.
Strange humor from the dark side.
--- bwahahaha.

You area missed a lot buddy.
From Debby
. ijust want to put that with his bible
thankyou.
chelsrose@hotmail.com

To animals, the ends is all there is. There is no means. The past is just a reference to where they are at. Nothing is guilty or innocent and their system has worked for billions of years. Its based on need, not greed.
To people, well we have memories. The means is all accountable. The end means nothing, even though thats the state we are constantly in. If the means isn't what we like, we rewrite it, so we can live with our ends, so we can have more than we need.
Time will tell which is the best thoughtline.
I think the past is as dead as yesterday. It can only be replayed by artificial means. Pictures, stories, recordings of any type... they are all an attempt to make the past live again. But we all know, that will never happen.
The future is just a concept. It can not be proven to exist.
If it could be proven, I'd like to see as proof, what is going to happen next.
I'd think our best predictions are only close approximations.

Allen Harman, a best friend of mine since high school, died Thursday.
He was free spirited, a partier, and a babe hound to the end.
His name should have been Allen T Hormone!!!
He shot himself after being cornered by the law dawgs in Spencer, Iowa.
I'm not a good person to judge Allen. We were once the same.
He liked PYTs, any and all  babes, partying, and having good times all the way throughout his life.  
Allen just never grew out of it. He knew death would come. He dared it.
By the end, the women and the paryting killed the man.
He was wanted for having sex with a minor in Wyoming. He probably did not do it, but we'll never know.
A married woman may have tipped police off to his whereabouts.
His bullet just dotted the last sentence of his autobiography... "THE END.".
I think thats what he wanted. He'd accomplished everything he wanted to accomplish.
He'd become a mountain man in Montana. Hunt, F, and Fish was his motto.
And although his life may have been pretty much self serving, we could only dream of the pleasures that man experienced.
I loved him.
As people fall off the grid, you appreciate the links to your past more and more. You'll definitely be missed.
Good Luck To You Buddy...Where ever you are
I can't say I'm proud of your life, but I definitely do
understand it.
Sincerely
Your best friend, Jim.

Truck inventory reveals more weapons
Truck inventory reveals more weaponsSaturday, February 2, 2008
By Russ Mitchell, Daily Reporter Staff
Photo by Randy Cauthron
Police conducted an inventory of 49-year-old Allen Harman's truck Thursday following a standoff at the AmericInn motel in Spencer. Investigators found a lever-action rifle and rounds of hollow-point ammunition inside the vehicle. Harman faced a Wyoming charge of sexual abuse involving a minor, but committed suicide before officers could take him into custody.
Spencer police on Friday released troubling information about the southeast Missouri man whose standoff with police ended with a suicide Thursday morning. Authorities said 49-year-old Allen Harman of Jackson, Mo., had a 9 mm semiautomatic Beretta in the AmericInn motel room where he ended his own life.
A team of four officers knocked on Harman's door
and tried to get him to come out of the motel room when they heard a gun go off at 10:37 a.m. Thursday. Members of the Spencer Police Department were trying to take Harman into custody on a Sublette County, Wyo., arrest warrant. He would have faced a charge of sexual abuse of a minor in Wyoming.
The ensuing moments became tense for officers,
who weren't sure if Harman had a hostage and couldn't determine the extent of his injuries. Members of the Iowa Division of Criminal Investigation closed off access points to stop traffic near the hotel. Fire trucks and an ambulance remained on stand-by in the neighborhood as officers tried to determine what happened on the other side of the motel room door.
A special entry team eventually had to break a window in the second-floor motel room.
Officers used a camera mounted on a pole to peer past curtains and into the room. The camera images revealed a person lying on the bed, not moving, with a handgun still containing live rounds nearby.
An autopsy is scheduled to be performed at the State Medical Lab in Ankeny. Officers did not initially find indications of drug or alcohol use at the motel.
Spencer Police Chief Mark Lawson on Friday said investigators found a lever-action rifle loaded with five rounds of hollow-point ammunition in Harman's truck. The rifle was hidden between the front seats, where Harman had easy access to the weapon. Officers also found 21 rounds of ammunition for the rifle in the glove compartment.
"Even in Spencer, Iowa, things like this are going to happen and you need to be prepared for it," Lawson said.
"You need to be equipped for it and you need to be trained for it. As mundane as the day-to-day activities go, this brings to the forefront just how serious and how dangerous this line of work can be. It was a very sobering experience. It is always in the back of your mind."
Randall Hanson, the investigator and trial facilitator for the Sublette County Attorney's Office issued the arrest warrant for Harman. He said a "somewhat anonymous" tip helped him track Harman in north Iowa.
"I contacted one of the authorities back there and told them he's known to carry weapons, a knife, and for them to use caution when approaching," Hanson said. "That's just something we do as a matter of courtesy to all departments. I think they're pretty cautious anyway, but this puts them on hyper-alert."
The warrant was initially received by Floyd County Sheriff's Rick Lynch's office because Harman was living in the lone trailer at an RV campground near Rudd. Harman was staying there while working at a wind farm construction site just outside of Charles City. Hanson then received new and specific information -- right down to the motel room number -- about Harman's whereabouts in Spencer. Floyd County authorities faxed the warrant information to Spencer and a team was assembled to approach Harman's motel room.
The Wyoming attorney, on Friday, confirmed that Harman was en route to Wyoming when he made the overnight stop in Spencer. Harman's trailer, with Missouri plates, was still hooked up to utilities at the RV campground in Rudd, which leaves open the possibility he planned to return.
Hanson wouldn't comment about whether he thought Harman was making the trip to Wyoming to do harm, but added, "it doesn't look good." Hanson also wouldn't talk about Harman's connections to the state of Wyoming. The explanations, he said, would risk identifying the juvenile who accused Harman of sexual abuse.
"You'd have to expose a bunch of the charges in order to put that out, so I decline to comment on that one -- it wasn't much (of a connection) I can tell you that," Hanson said.
The attorney issued the warrant at about 4 p.m. Wednesday. He was ready Thursday to let his jailers know there might be an extradition issue for them to deal with over the weekend.
"I came back from lunch (on Thursday) and I was supposed to call Clay County immediately," he said. "I called them and they told me what had happened."
"It wasn't worth that," Hanson said of Harman's decision. "That's a choice he made and it is unfortunate he had to take that avenue. There were other options. They may not have been pleasant, but they are a lot better than the alternative."
The area's responding agencies met Friday morning in Spencer to review the tactical execution of the incident. The local police chief said he was satisfied by the performance of emergency response teams.
"We made sure everybody was on the same page and everybody had the same information," Lawson said. "We found out we've got some serious equipment lapses and we're going to try and deal with those in quick order to get those taken care of."
Hanson also credited the work of local officers as they tried to serve the arrest warrant on his behalf.
"They got on it immediately," he said. "I feel somewhat sorry for them that they had to walk into that kind of a situation. It's hard on law enforcement also. They don't like to see that kind of ending either. It's a sad thing for everybody, but the officers did a tremendous job."

Hey, I didn't event the system, it evented me!
I still have flu symptoms, but at least I can make it to work.
I'll be riding in a very crowded bus in a couple of hours. I'll be sharing my air with a 100 others for 20 minutes.
I feel very bad about doing this. 
It's the system. My saving's low so off I go.
I wonder if the fall of the Roman Empire was caused by something spread in their mass transit system.
Becky has got the flu now. :^(

Either that or I've got mold from the Underground Seattle Tour living in my lungs.
All I know is, I feel terrible!
Achy, feverish, ears plugged, extreme coughing, sore throat, headache, dizziness, and my skin is sensitive to touch.
Becky's down and out with it.
EEEeeeyuckyeeee!

Do you think like me, that the world is turning into a place where reality is almost always somewhere else.
I seems to me, that in these times, it's too easy for people to shun reality by obsessing on the internet, video games or cell phones. We've all seen friends on their cell phones, while walking down the road together, or driving while on their cell phones. We all know people that can't stop talking about the games they've been playing. 
I still think that reality is 
the car your going to hit, the pole you're going to walk into, or knowing you're with someone when you're with them.
But I'm from an older generation.
Its seems more and more families are becoming "remote families", friends are becoming "remote friends", and reality is becoming a "remote reality". My world has become just that.
I'm here, but "here" isn't where my mind is at. Life has become physically disassociated, and its all tied together by communication links and computers. All the non-residents who come here to work, must have it really rough if they are raising families back home.
In addition, computers and comunications are providing
pleasure and controlling our self esteem.
The next generation is going to be far more interesting than mine.

That happens to be a very deep subject, there, Jimmy R Cutlar.....

...

Does FreshUI tweak well for you?

Did you go out to eat corn today?

Howl!!!!

But then again, it NEVER does.
Thats the thing. Waves crashing into the shore, wind blows the roof off, the toilet decides not to flush any more.
We've never been in control.
Its all just an illusion. If something were to come by earth and were to shift the atmosphere just a few miles, we'd die in 5 minutes.
All good things go bad.
Its hard to see, but all bad things go good too. It all works out, and it all works out better. Any change is good. 
If something did shift the atomsphere a few miles, and the next form of life did have bigger lungs (or smaller), then it would all be okay.
What is trying to be in control, is something all around us.
Its small. Its as brutal. It is beautiful. It is designed to take whatever is around it and consume it. Its byproduct feeds other things that are created just like it. In other words, plants eat dirt, and we eat plants. We have the same nature.
Its brutal. It is beautiful. It is simple.
The most important goal in life for any person should have been
Living longer. That should have been apparent when we are kids. Money, luxury, they are all worthless if you are only here 80 years. Our goal, for the next century should be, life extension. We should be creating something that is better than something that is both brutal and beautiful. This entry is -1m.

"Legacy code" often differs from its suggested alternative by actually working and scaling. - Bjarne Stroustrup http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legacy_system
I've heard the Legacy Systems referred to as if they came from the dark ages.
The incandescent light bulb is a legacy system of sorts. 
It might be old, but its still here, and its still working. Until there's a really good replacement that people can afford, they're not going away. You can bash it all you want, but if you can't replace it, you're just bashing it.
I put this in here, because, I read somewhere that XP was legacy software. 

Winhelp32.exe wasn't included in Vista. It takes up about 255k of disk space.
The Winhelp32.exe program that comes with Vista takes up 9k that tells you the old help isn't supported because its old.
Help from your existing programs probably won't work!
That means you have to add it from the windows website after verifying your Original Windows Software or copy it over from XP and futz with it to make it work. This seems like a time wasting enhancement to me.
Why didn't they just call their new help software something else?
Is it possible that they couldn't figure out a way to enhance the old help, so they trashed it? hmmm.
I don't like buying a new everything every time I upgrade.
Thats like finding a new wife because you moved.
Its expensive, it takes time to relearn, and the old one worked just find, so why replace.
I think this may be one of Microsofts failings.
I've written oodles of applications with VB 6 and ASP classic.
It would take months to rewrite them for the sake of upgrading to VB.Net or ASP.Net. 
I just hope Vista doesn't go the way of the Windows Millenium Edition.

Mean growl on disposable, blow up furniture. But to each, their own style and taste....

Becky and I were getting cabin fever, so we took a ride down to IKEA in Renton.
We'd heard about it from a lady in Target, and she wouldn't shut up about it.
She's probably still at Target talking to us about it...haha.
IKEA is gargantuous furniture store, with a unique personality. 
Most of the stores items are imported, and have a very low price tag. For the smaller items, its like a treasure hunt. 
Once you hike into the store from the parking lot
(gosh, my feet are so sore), you come to an entrance inside a warehouse looking thing.
There are maps showing you the winding paths through the store, and the shortcuts between the different departments. It seems the maps all have the tops facing north, which would be cool if you had a compass, but I found I kept having to turn them upside down or sideways in my mind. That alone will make you feel drunk after an hour of walking. I didn't take the time to mastered it. 
The furniture was incredible for the price.
Most of the items were unusual. From the kitchen to the home office, they had furniture for all the rooms in a house. I think I liked their decorated bedrooms the best...they decorate a small bedroom where everything in it is for sale, even the things on the shelves. You pick up something off a shelf, and find a tag on it that tells you which department its stocked in. You write that down, and find its shortcut on one of the maps.
IKEA is probably the first store I've seen that didn't have isles.
The stores's lay out seems to be designed for you to take your time. I think you are supposed to get lost in it. There are shopping bags everywhere throughout the store, so there's no reason to go back to the store's entrance.
A cafeteria is part of the store, somewhere near the exit.
I liked the idea of going into a restaurant before paying for our merchandise. It just seemed to make sense. Becky had the chicken marsailes plate, which I thought was gourmet. I had the swedish meatball plate, which was like eating a "Hungry Man" TV dinner. The soda fountain had imported varieties on tap. The deserts, well, I forgot what they were called, but they were very good.
Finding the stores exit (and we though we'd seen everything)
Going to the check out registers was yet another surprise. We found a shortcut, went through a wall, and it took us into another warehouse. It was stocked with "As Is" items that were marked down 50%. Normally, thats where I'd start in a store, but we were exhausted, and just wanted to hike back to the truck.
I think if we were to go in again, it would be earlier in the day. It would have made a nice day trip.
NOTE: They didn't have any inflatable furniture, darn it!

So, you have finally been deflowered, Jimmy. I can't believe you've never heard of IKEA, or been to one of their stores, until this weekend. I went to the Renton store a few times, when I was there in 1998-1999. I went to the Orlando store, with Kevin X Short, last weekend. Why would they want inflatable furniture? Inflatable furniture is pure kaka, broke college student furniture. Long live IKEA....

Bill Gates' house lies on the east shore of Lake Washington in the town of Medina.  The house was designed by James Cutler and covers approximately 66,000 square feet.
http://www.seattle.gov/html/visitor/gateshouse.htm

And here you thought you just were a programmer! You have architecual talents as well! Not to mention the talent for drinking a good cold beer LOL

I haven't found a way to add an "Edit With" or "Print With" option to the right-click menu in explorer.
What I'm reading so far is, you can't do that.
The "Open with" has moved from Folder Options to:
Control Panel | Programs | Make a file type open with a specific program.
I've been messing with around in RegEdit with no luck so far.

Thanks, my dear friend, Jimmy... Even with the Oxycodone, I am having a bit of pain. But managable. Mainly, the worse part is I have not changed clothes since Wednesday afternoon when I left the hospital (it's now early Friday morning), have not not bathed since Wednesday morning. The loss of the use of my primary arm is a pain. Simple things like typing on the keyboard and brushing my teeth is a royal pain.

I find not being able to move an arm, specially your main one, ruins your slob day though. You can't scratch, etc. Can't even 3-5-3-5 with the other hand. HaHa... All I want is a constant stream of corn....

We've been ghost hunting...and found nothing.
We spent a lot of time going to haunted places. 
But I wouldn't be afraid of a ghost if I saw one.
If one killed me, then I'd be a ghost, and then I could kick his butt right back.
So why would one kill me?
Anyway, I heard there was a haunted lighthouse around here.
I heard it was a sure thing.
Once I get a location, I'm going! YEA!!!

Last night it snowed.
We went out too look at the Universty College. It  had a HUGE stadium.
We ate a hamburger place called Dicks.
The temperature dropped to 29 degrees this morning. There is black ice on the dexter rd. The traffic
is moving 5miles an hr. Jim is at the bus stop and 13 news is interviewing them.
The weather is going to be sunny all this week.

A European fellow asked me what's that funny odor.
I said, I think its maple syrup.
He said, what is it, like a medicine or an herb.
I said, no, its maple tree sap.
I suppose they could have made rubber or turpentine out of it,
but in this case, they added sugar to it, and WE EAT IT ON PANCAKES!!!
He said, you mean it could have been a tire, or fuel, but instead you eat it !
AYup, that we do. That we do.
We were rolling on the floor laughing.
btw- they don't add sugar too Maple
Its already sweet.