The Illimitable Ocean of Inexplicability

Month: October, 2014

Trick or Tree!

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Ha, ha, that is definitely a good one

Now, as many of you who follow my blog closely are aware I long ago swore an oath to not report on any landscaping being done to the beautiful park like setting which is the home of The Institute. However, due to the planting of a new tree on Halloween, and, because of the wonderful way the word ‘tree’ can so easily take the place of the word ‘treat’ I have broken the oath, but am sure all of my wonderful followers, the best followers anyone could hope for really, will appreciate it.

Happy Halloween

The President and Founder

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“THINGS TO COME”

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science fiction

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I “Liked” my last post

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I “Liked” my last post! That is to say, I physically “Liked” it by clicking the “Like” button. I had never done that before, “liked” one of my own posts that is. Not that I hadn’t liked most of my posts I had made in the past, though there were a few I wasn’t really pleased with, and at least a couple that if not for something that happened to me long ago I would have deleted. What’s that? Oh, the something that happened to me in the past? You want to hear about it? You sure? Okay, well, sit back, and hear tell of an event I like to make much of that happened years ago when the internet first exploded.

It was 1998, or there abouts and I was spending an inordinate amount of time in chat rooms arguing about what I liked to call “shit that doesn’t matter”. At first I wasn’t so good at it, but after a few long nights I became well known for going on and on about what at times I’d refer to as “stuff no one gives a damn about” At that time I was known as ‘Harald Tanglehair’ and not just for my unruly locks, but also because in the virtual world of written altercations I was not one you wanted to tangle with. Ha. Get it? Still funny. Funny, indeed, but, too true for some. Some who to this day no doubt still rub the sore spot on their backside that I regularly kicked with my extensive knowledge of “things no one needs to know about” that, while it never brought me fortune, it did provide the internet with one of its first legends that to this day is still spoken of with reverence within the shadowy recesses of the vast, and not wholly charted, cyber world.

Oh, well, I have forgotten where all this was going. More later I’m sure

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you pal,

The President and Founder

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Some things have to be done

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When beginning this post I was quite excited at the aspect of taking on a subject that even now, half way through the second decade of the 21st century, is generally considered taboo. Then, as will happen, as is inevitable I have come to realize, and more importantly accept as just how it is, I remembered, though the memory was foggy, and possibly only the result of ‘a blot of mustard’, as our old friend Ben said, that perhaps, at some time in the past, I had, on this very web site, crafted a post already detailing my own personal feelings, along with references to quotes from literary and political personages from the past, about this prohibited subject which, even with the passage of time, still laid out plainly, so as even a child could understand, the basis of my stance as it was then, and as it remains, with only a few minor changes, today.

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Warning! Do not watch alone! Spooky/Creepy Halloween Short Film!! May frighten you “something awful”

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The Institute pleads with all responsible cat owners to be sure, before releasing their miniature environmental disasters loose in the neighborhood, to check the area for varmint traps

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In accordance with The Institute’s Guidelines for Traditional Halloween Decorating I have hung a wooden cutout of a bat from the edge of the roof with the aid of a monofilament fishing line

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More of that Varmint Trap Deal Everyone’s Talking About

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Certain explanations

readily available

rarely do much

to sway the opinions

of those recognizable

by the bloody clubs

they clench with both hands

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Hey, man, check out this drawing of a hand-built varmint trap I made

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It’s hand-built, not hand made™

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not to scale

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Remember when someone, possibly someone you knew personally knew someone or had at least heard of someone, maybe an old relative now all twisted up with the arthritis and other old people ailments (too numerous to mention) who at one time slapped some thing together in an old shed out in their back yard? Well, that’s kind of how I made the varmint trap illustrated above. Just like an old person, but without the numerous ailments, which isn’t to suggest that what I accomplished wasn’t amazing.

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Just a dumb drawing of a stupid old varmint trap

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– The President and Founder

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