Jonas Quinn: At this point, uh, we believe that we’ve mapped the full extent of the ruins.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: No…fancy guns or anything cool?
Jonas: Well, we’ve only completed a preliminary investigation… [Daniel and an airman descend into the Briefing Room].
Dr. Daniel Jackson: I’m sorry I’m late I, uh, [he looks at his watch] forgot what time the meeting was… [he half-laughs, then continue when all look at him in silence] It’s a little joke there. It’s the memory thing…
General George Hammond: Dr. Jackson, this briefing is classified.
Daniel: Yeah, Jonas mentioned that, but, uh, you all said that I used to be a part of this, so…look, I can’t really give you a good reason, I just…feel like I should be here.
General Hammond: Good enough. [Daniel walks over and takes a seat next to Sam at the table.]
Daniel: Beside, who am I gonna tell? I mean, I don’t, uh, I don’t remember anybody, right?
Jack: Good one.
Daniel: Thanks, Jim.
General George Hammond is waiting at the end of the ramp and the wormhole is active. SG-1 – all five members – steps through the even horizon.
General Hammond: Welcome back, Dr. Jackson.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Thank you. Thank you very much. [He looks around the ‘gate room as though he’s never seen it before.]
General Hammond: You have no memory of who I am?
Daniel: None whatsoever.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Neither do I, sir. [Hammond gives Jack a look. Jack looks toward the exit and gestures to Daniel] Uh, that way. [Both Daniel and Jack head toward the exit.] Did I mention you owe me 50 bucks?
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Carter…Shamda here was just telling me a story about…a dog and some dancing monkeys.
Shamda: The moral of which is appearances can be deceptive.
Jack: (putting a hand on Shamda’s shoulder) I got that. Very good story, wonderful. Full of nuances, I like that.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Daniel?
Khordib: Arrom.
Jack: Arrom?
Khordib: It’s what we call him.
Shamda: It means naked one.
Khordib: That’s how we found him in the forest, two moons ago.
Major Pierce: Seems he doesn’t remember who he is.
Jonas Quinn: I got it.
Major Samantha Carter: Hopefully, it’s not contagious.
I won’t normally comment on politics. It’s just way too easy to offend just about everyone with a simple statement like “In my opinion, the President was wearing an ugly tie today.” Even though it’s my opinion, it just starts a flame war. I just agree that I disagree with people and leave it at that. I have my opinions on our government and I vote. I work for a local government and I am an elected official.
Ok. So my Beloved David was watching the news last night and the President of the United State is taking time out of his busy to announce his upcoming appearance on Muthbusters. And not only did he drag the Mythbusters (Jamie & Adam) all the way across the country for this press conference – he had his speech writers write him up a speech (because we all know this man doesn’t say hello without having a speech written) and he stopped his entire day to announce his upcoming appearance on a Reality TV show.
WTF! Doesn’t this man have better things to do with his time? Isn’t our economy in the tank? Don’t we have a health care crisis? Shouldn’t our Pretender & Thief be concentrating on these things rather than appearing on TV? And not even a news or a talk show – a reality TV show. Come on. Puh-LEASE!
I think Obama is putting the Mythbusters in a very awkward position. Not once in all of thier 8 season have the Mythbusters mentioned politics or religion. They have been very careful to keep their opinions off the show. As a matter of fact you don’t know if they are Republican, Democrat, Libertarian or Martian. You don’t know if they are Christian, Hindu or Buddist. But now, by forcing an appearing on the TV show Mythbusters our Pretender & Thief is making it seem like the Mythbusters are endorcing him and therefore his policies and his activities. Obama is being very unfair – but that doesn’t matter to him.
The Mythbusters are revisiting the Archimedes Death Ray. Again. For the 3rd time. I think that this is wrong myth for this show. I really think they should be revisiting the myth from the “End with a Bang” show. It’s where Jamie & Adam go to the zoo, gather various poop sample and attempt to polish it. Jamie took lion. Adam took giraffe. Yeah, the Polish a Turd myth would be appropriate, in my opinion, as I think our President is full of it. They proved once that you can polish a turd and they’d be able to prove it again. As my favorite Woozle says, “Polish a turd it’s still a turd.”
Here are some of tips and tricks for playing MyTown. They are things I’ve found on the web, discovered myself or had friends tell me. I’ll be updating this from time to time.
Tips:
- Have 1 of every type of property. Very Important! Icons
- Buy tons of Chemical X. You will use it.
- Don’t squander you money too much. You will need it as you level up.
- Level up. (which is a d’uh.)
- Suck it up and spend the $5 for the Unlimited Collect All Rent.
- Put the Stamps that speed up rent properties that create Components first. It speeds up the creation too.
Tricks:
- After buying the Unlimited Collect All rent for $5 (seriously do it – now) collect rent just before you create you items.
I play a game on my iPhone called MyTown. It’s fun, I’m somewhat obessed. I’ve created a file to help those who are at lower knows know what, where and how to create items. It’s a pdf file so everyone should be able to view it. This is obviously a work in process because I haven’t maxed out my levels yet. So as I level up I will update the file.
Or an alternative title could be … “It’s been 2 hours, what are we going to eat.”
Every September the Wetland’s Institute has a Wing’s & Water Festival. It’s basically a show case of what the WI does during the year, crafts and food. Food and more food.
Since my work year is busy from January to the middle of July, this is my vacation. I come and spend a couple of days with Mom & Dad and eat. 4 days is usually my limit anymore.
Did I mention food? And that we eat? By nature I am not an early riser. Up between 9 and 10. I’d give old Ben Franklin conniptions. So within 30 seconds of getting up, I’m told what is available for breakfast. Pancakes, Danish or French toast. Normally breakfast for me comes about 2 hours after I get up and is usually a piece of fruit or a yogurt. A big breakfast right after I get up is a bit of a shock. Lunch is promptly at noon. 12:15 at the latest. But I think that’s because of Dad. He eats at 7 or 8 am and gets grumpy when his tummy is empty.
And if you tell Mom you don’t want something (“Would you like some chips?”) I think she assumes she didn’t ask the right question and tries again (Would you like some corn chips?) and again (pretzels?). Same goes for quantity. If you say you want 2 pancakes she will counter with various other numbers (3, 4, etc.) until you (me that is) chose 3 or 4 or get testy.
I’m not surprised. Mom has always liked to feed me & my friends. When my friends would show up at our house, she ALWAYS had something on hand to eat. Or something she could just “throw together.” One of my fondest memories of Mom’s abilities to just whip up a meal was my 21st birthday. There were a group of us going out to dinner, but my friend Dave couldn’t go, but had stopped by. When Mom found out he was hungry, she just whipped him up something quick. Steak dinner. And she apologized for not having enough time to do a baked potato. Yeah, that’s my Mom! The Woman Who Likes to Feed People.
My Mom will never get an award for her cooking (she did get one for her quilting!). But she makes comfort food that is perfect. I love her oatmeal – thick and perfect. And she’s pretty darned good with the tuna steaks too! So bring on the pancakes and slap me down another piece of french toast. I love my Mom and miss her cooking already.
For the record, wet cats suck. They seem to have an uncontrollable need to dry themselves upon you. Or me that is. Right now it’s raining about 1″ per hour and our stupid four legged friends seem oblivious to this fact. Right now I need to change my t-shirt because I’ve had 3 cats dry themselves on me. The only good news about this is, when wet they don’t smell nearly as bad as dogs. So, if you will excuse me, I’m going to go change into dry clothes.