Monday, December 31, 2007

Friday, December 28, 2007

Christmas

Hello, friends!

So, it's time for one of my promised updates.

Christmas was great. I got a lot, and was able to give a little too. Here's what I got:

Recon Tanto knife
Glacier Bay knife
Stealth Ranger Knife
M-Tech Spider folder knife
Fury folder knife
Stealth Boot knife
Nepalese mini Kukri knife
WWII British bayonet
Pack of three dummy grenades
The Replacement Killers DVD
Dragon bookends
Army blanket
Masters of the Battlefield by Julian Thompson book

Stocking Stuffers:
9 365 Organic Fruit Strips
4 Panda raspberry confection bars
Slim Jim
Goldfish crackers
Toothbrush
Chapstick
Shoe polish applicator
2-pack of Listerine pocket sprays
Germ-X hand sanitizer bottle
Mouth floss
Lotion pocket bottle
Cocoa butter
Lint roller 2-pack
Sudoku puzzle book
2 pairs of gloves

(This all may sound rather weird but I love it all. I use the Listerine at work as well as the lotion bottle, the hand sanitizer and the chapstick, and the lint roller is good for when I'm getting ready. The gloves are cloth and are for the cocoa butter (which is a kind of lotion). Basically, in the winter I slather on the stuff and then put gloves on to keep the stuff on me. Then I sleep in them. It helps my terribly dry, cracking, and sometimes even bleeding hands. And the food? I have to explain what that's for?)

A picture of it all:



Everything is laid out there; I know some of it's hard to see, but mostly that's because the blanket (which is black with the Army seal on it and stuff like tanks, HUMVEEs and "Be all you can be" and "An army of one" all over it), made by my sister, is the backdrop. Here are a few better pictures.


A few days before Christmas I found a strange package in the mail. It was addressed to me, but I had no idea what it was. Then I saw "Utah"...then a certain company name that rang a bit of a bell with me. ;-P I open it up and come to find out, there's a present in it with a card in Amy's handwriting (Amy of Diary of Jane blog) that says not to open until Christmas! Befuddled and extremely touched, I put it under the tree. Fast forward to the 23rd. I'm out shopping, and find this history book I've never seen before, but is part of a series that I collect. (Basically every page has some sort of pullout, a map, or whatever. They're fantastic.) I was about to buy it but found another, and then thought better of spending any more money than I had that day. I put them back with the thought of, "I must buy you someday!" in my head. I was shocked when, on Christmas morning, I opened it to find that it was the very same book--Masters of the Battlefield by Julian Thompson! You gotta admit, Amy's the best. :-D


Without going on and on about it's indescribable greatness, if you haven't seen this movie...go out and do so right now!!!


My sister's gift to me--a complete surprise, and right up my alley! Dragon bookends--both my specialty. 8-) These little nasties now guard the bookshelf at the foot of the stairs that has recently become mine. As the only part of the house that contains my stuff but isn't within the boundaries of my room, these two reptilian monsters will kill, eat or fry anyone who so much as thinks about touching my prized book collection. Goooood little dragons. :-P




If you can see them, here are the three grenades, the bayonet (actual WWII British surplus, mind you) and the Nepalese kukri knife. A note about the kukri--this one is very very small, but is still the same shape of the larger ones. Used as far back as the 1800's (just to my own inferior knowledge), they still inspire the design of knives made today. Mine's authentic. 8-)


Beauty and the blade. ;-) My mom wasn't too keen on these, but I ended up winning that one.


Ahh...the Recon Tanto! The one thing I wanted most this year...beautiful, with a touch of samurai and yet still very Special Ops-ish, big, and, most of all, black, I just love this knife. It's almost long enough to be considered a sword--the thing's got an actual back sling! (Anyone want to see pictures with it on me?) It's just beautiful. The Japanese-style wrappings on the handle are a major plus, and are very comfortable to grip as well. Here's a view of them:



The Stealth Ranger! Another Spec. Ops/Samurai style knife, this one's much shorter but also thicker and one nasty brute. To keep him tame there's an ABS sheath (yes, it's definitely ABS, :-P). Here's a pic of the simulated rayskin--another samurai sword trait--under the wrappings.



Ah, a boot dagger! Stylish yet tough enough to take a beating, this sweet baby's double edges are very sharp. To top her off, you get a beautiful leather sheath with a strap to button over the knife. That way, no one can ever take your knife. 8-)


Ahh...just my style, don't you think? :-D


I'm not sure if anyone noticed yet, but I generally like my blades black. <_< This one combines that plus with the olive drab army feel. This one is really sharp--so sharp, that when trying to rub away some small marks on the blade that came from me testing the blade on a box, I accidentally cut my fingers in two places. But the thing is, I didn't even notice it until I found skin on the blade. The blade's edge was so fine that I didn't even bleed, and you could barely see that any skin was missing on me at all, the cut had been so thin! I didn't even feel anything till it stung slightly the next day. The marks are still unfortunately on the blade but aren't too bad; they're small, I'm just picky. :-P I got a nice story out of it, though.


And this!?!? This baby was a bonus--they sent it with my parent's order, for free! (This order was from Atlanta Cutlery--gotta love the Southern hospitality!) Obviously not too pricey, she's still very much a workhorse. Lightweight, yes, but what, with the serrated rope cutter on the blade and the good, strong locking mechanism, this sweetheart will definitely prove to be useful to me.

I'll have to work on getting all these guys names. ^_^

And, with that, I'm outta here. What did you guys get?

Spencer

Bhutto Assassinated

Officials: Al Qaeda claims responsibility for Bhutto killing

Where Bhutto's Death Leaves the U.S.

Bhutto's body flown home

Monday, December 24, 2007

It's that time of year again

Well, I'm sorry I haven't been around much lately. Things have been probably busier than I can ever remember around here. I've got some things to post (mainly my TKD belt test update), but, right now, all I'm going to say is....

Merry Christmas! Remember why we celebrate this day.

Spencer

Friday, December 21, 2007

E.S. Posthumus - Pompeii



Thanks to "Stonewall" my TKD instructor, I've recently discovered this song (or rather re-discovered it since I have before heard and liked it very much), and now I'm posting it here, regardless of the video.

So, shall we meet death with a smile, or a narrowed brow?

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Another News Round

It's about time for one, don't you think?

Congress passes Va. Tech-inspired gun bill
Paleo's Comments: Well, since Mr. Bush is in the habit of vetoing so many bills, perhaps he'd like to veto this one?

Torture house, mass graves discovered in Iraq

Romney: Man of Year choice 'disgusting'
Paleo's Comments: For once, Mr. Romney, I have to agree with you.

Romney ad attacks Huckabee as soft on crime

Paul keeps donation from white supremacist

How do you talk to kids about Britney's sister?
Paleo's Comments: Ladies and gentleman, this is where "America the Beautiful," land of the free and home of the brave, is going.

Julia has three mommies
Paleo's Comments: You know, I have to say, I agree with Miss Nebraska.

DavidWarrenOnline: ESSAYS ON OUR TIMES: Priscilla

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Carcharodontosaurus iguidensis

Ladies and gentleman, history has just been made before our very eyes. Paleo history, that is.

A good dinosaur buff might have questioningly noticed my title. "What is this Paleo guy's problem today? There is only one Carcharodontosaurus species--C. saharicus!"

Well, my good readers, not any more.

Massive New Meat-Eating Dino Had "Steak Knife" Teeth

Apparently we have two species of Carcharodontosaurus now. Boy, were dinosaur predators ever so big!

I'm kind of in a pleasant kind of shock. Kudos to anyone who questioned me at first.

Dr. Paleo Ph.D. out

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Gunman killed after opening fire at church

Again...?

Words are of little use....

We do have an illustration of the importance of carrying firearms, even if the mention seems untimely.

A Line in the Sand

Born today in 1809:

William Barret Travis, commander of the Texas troops at the battle of the Alamo.

Gunman kills 2 at missionary training center

They simply won't stop, will they?

Saturday, December 08, 2007

PALAEOBLOG: The Palaeoblog Holiday Gift Guide

I couldn't resist posting this here. Despite having a few things on the list that do not interest me, I have a few of the things on it.

;-D

Spencer (aka Paleo)

Friday, December 07, 2007

I made it!

I'm back home from my test. I won't officially know if I passed until Wednesday, but, I have to say, I certainly don't have a bad feeling about it.

It went well. Very well. 8-)

Spencer (the yellow belt?)

Testing

Well, today is the day of my yellow belt test. It's at 5:30 PM.

I had to write an essay (I'll try to get it on here for you to read) on respect, prepare for weeks, and pay a $50 fee, but it'll all be worth it. ...if I pass, that is.

Stonewall has done everything he can to make me feel better about it, and I'm confident that I can do everything. I know what the testing will be, so I know I can do what I'll have to. My only qualm is that I might mess up, even though I can do it under normal circumstances.

I already had my "Basic" belt stripe, and on Monday the 26th earned my "Form" stripe. The next night, I got my "Breaking" and "To Test" stripes. I was officially ready.

This is more emotional...more caught up in me than it would seem to many people.

So, wish me Godspeed instead of luck, and toss a few prayers my way if you have the chance to worry about me. ;-D

Spencer the white belt

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Police: Nine killed in shooting at Omaha mall, including gunman

Again, can someone please remind me why we aren't supposed to carry firearms?

Oh ! to make it easier for monsters to commit atrocities like this, is that it?

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Monday, December 03, 2007

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Answers!

Behold, the thoughts and ruminations of the mighty Dr. Paleo, unveiled for all the peasantry to see!

Nathan's questions

If you could live anywhere on the planet, where would you live and why?

Hmm...that's a hard question. I mean, I wouldn't just go and move somewhere I'd never even been before! Someplace with an easy access to fossil beds, perhaps. Besides that...perhaps somewhere in the UK...I have a particular attachment to Ireland.

Same question, but narrowed down from "planet" to "United States."

Again, someplace with fossil beds. Someplace with a winter.

If for some reason paleontology was an impossible career choice, what would be your next choice?

The United States Army. (Rangers, likely.)

What's your favorite dinosaur and why?

Hmm, for a long time it's been Tarbosaurus bataar. Very similar to Tyrannosaurus rex, it had a new genus (Tarbosaurus) created for it due to it's geographic location. If it had been found in the US, it would almost certainly be Tyrannosaurus bataar. As to why I like it so much, part of the reason must be that I have a serious affinity for Asian dinosaurs. Dinosaurs like this also bring back memories of things like one of my favorite documentaries, The Great Dinosaur Hunt, which proved very helpful in encouraging this career choice in the first place.

About what point in your life did you devote yourself to God? What sparked that?

Always having been a Christian, I have always believed in God, etc. But, to answer your question directly, I'd say ...when I was twelve. What sparked it? Later you refer to me "embracing" my current beliefs about certain subjects. Well, that's what did it. It brought me closer to God, taught me much, and made me trust, serve, obey, and just live for Him, more than I ever had before. A very elemental event in my life, to say the least.

What's your favorite verse of scripture?

That's hard to answer. Some of my favorites (off the top of my head) are:

And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment
Hebrews 9:27

Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
Proverbs 31:30

Neither shalt thou bring an abomination into thine house, lest thou be a cursed thing like it: but thou shalt utterly detest it, and thou shalt utterly abhor it; for it is a cursed thing.
Deuteronomy 7:26

(All quotes are taken from the KJV)

If you could go back in time and tell yourself anything, what would you say?

Hmm...I'm not sure. I'm really...not sure. ...I don't know yet.

If you could go to any point in time, past or present, where/when would you go?

As much as I am the unrelentant history buff, I have to say, I'd love to see my Lord.

If you lived a thousand years from now, what would your occupation be?

How should I know? It's a thousand years from now! I don't know what will, and what won't, exist then. Something similar to what I'm interested in now, I suppose. There will always be wars, eh?

If you lived a thousand years ago, what would your occupation be?

Likely some sort of men-at-arms. Perhaps a Saxon soldier...someone who would die at Hastings, perhaps.

What's your favorite thing about living by the ocean?

I guess it's just...the ability to see it, even if I never really do. (I probably see it only once every few months, though I live extremely, extremely close.) I don't hate the ocean...in fact, I love all things natural like that. It's just that our beaches are spoiled. Cigarette butts, poisoned water, and surfer dudes and barely-clad beach babes. Not my cup of tea. A little fishing village would suit me much better, I think.

What's your least favorite thing about living by the ocean?

The above. ;-)

Who is your favorite candidate for the White House in 2008?

Although I've been very bad and haven't yet researched this enough, I'd have to say, I've been leaning towards Huckabee for a while now. I'm still wary, though. You kinda have to be with today's politicians, no?

I've heard what you've had to say about the works of J.K. Rowling and J.R.R. Tolkien, but what is your opinion of C.S. Lewis?

While oft quoted and lauded by many Christians, I have to admit, I disagree with much of Lewis's concepts/ideas/beliefs/ (or what have you). I'm personally uncomfortable with the allegories presented in books such as The Chronicles of Narnia and The Screwtape Letters. Lewis originally favored a form of Theistic Evolution (all forms of which I abhor), but later in life he gave this idea up. The below quote contains another issue I contend with:

I had some ado to prevent Joy and myself from relapsing into Paganism in Attica! At Daphni it was hard not to pray to Appolo the Healer. But somehow one didn’t feel it would have been very wrong — would have only been addressing Christ sub specie Apollinius. (Roger Lancelyn Green quoting C.S. Lewis in the biography C.S. Lewis: A Biography)

Quote cited in:
http://www.visionforum.com/hottopics/blogs/dwp/2005/12/

Imagine you and I had never met. What would your day-to-day life be like right now?

...a lot more...boring. A lot less...fulfilled. A lot less...happy. Truly. Personal life would be more...restrained, more...difficult.

Other than Tae Kwon Do, what combat art would you most desire to learn?

Hmm...Sikaron Karate, perhaps (it's a Christianity-based martial art, started by Evander Holyfield's believing brother, Leonard). Kendo, fencing, etc., all interest me. I also have an affinity for the no-nonsense combat techniques of the US army.

What do you most often eat for breakfast?

Cereal. Cold, wet, 'n soggy!

What inspired you to apply at Mervyn's?

This question--or rather the answer to this question--is something I really never talk about. It's very different than just your average reason for finding and applying for a job. I'd prefer not to discuss it here, but if you really want to know, email me, and you'll hear the full story.

Any chance we can see pictures on your blog more often at all?

If you want to see pictures, you shall see pictures. All you have to do is ask. 8-D Wait a minute...did you just ask?

After a year of blogging, what are your feelings about it? How has it influenced you and your life?

I wouldn't say it's influenced my life so much as I'd say I just enjoy it, overall. I best love the ability to express myself to the world, and to keep in contact with cherished friends.

So far, what has been your favorite of your own blog posts?

Hmm...this, I don't really know. Perhaps A Lesson on Insects? Something of that sort? My Dragon's World review?

So far, what has been your favorite of my blog posts? (Haha, couldn't resist ;-P)

Off the top of my head...your recent Tour report? I love those kinds of posts of yours. Speaking of heads, keep yours on the small side, eh? ;-D

Other than chess, what's your favorite board game?

Hmm...I love this Biblical archaeology game I own. Risk can be fun, though.

What's the hiking like in your area? Do you ever go?

Hiking? What's that?

What kind of wildlife are in your area?

Nothing much. Just about anything described as "urban" in Western US nature guidebooks. Ants, wasps, sometimes bees, butterflies, and once in a while an insect oddity. Spiders, yes. At the house I used to live in, we had occasional raccoons, opossums, lizards, and frogs. Do domesticated cats count?

What's the coldest it gets there?

Well, in my region...around the low 40's is as cold as it ever gets. For us, that's freezing. Pitiful, isn't it?

What was your favorite birthday?

Hmm...I'm not sure. My last few have been pretty nice. Maybe my 17th?

If you had three wishes, what would they be?

To...find love, succeed in this life, and...to...I don't know.

What's your favorite flower?

Nathan...did you really just ask me that? Hmm...perhaps I'll just borrow Captain Jack Aubrey's description of a shrub from Master and Commander: "Something prickly and hard to eradicate!" Oh no, wait, a Venus fly trap! Yes, that's it. :-D

How many weapons (knives, etc.) do you own?

Well, as much as I love them you'd think I would have more. I only have...hmm, let's see...five knives (counting two utility knives). One small pocket knife with my initials on them (was originally my dad's--we have the same initials you see) and a buck knife, also once my father's. My most recent addition came when I purchased a small, black folder that I named Mucius, after the courageous Mucius the left-handed of the annals of Roman history (due to the fact that he was quite a pain to get open the first go-around!). I would have more, but my mother forbade me from purchasing any knives, a ruling that my father would soon overturn. Thus Mucius, and my current Christmas list. If all goes well, I will have a dozen or so more knives than I had when I started out. ;-P

What's your dream vacation?

The Uk, I think. Ireland, Scotland, England, and Wales, in that order.

Imagine you're joining the military. List its branches in order from your first choice to your last, and give your reasons behind each branch's placement.

Army
Marines
Air Force
Navy

Army: Rangers for me. I'm not one to trust technology; I trust my own two feet.
Marines: Same reason as before, plus I love the loyal pride of the Marine Corps.
Air Force: Somehow flying a steel bird is more appealing to me than sea-faring.
Navy: Reason for placement above. But, if Navy SEALS are accounted for, this would take it's place in the #2 slot, at the very least. Might even contend for #1, if I thought about it....

If you could learn any dance, what would it be?

Hehe, I can't help but laugh inside at this one. I like Irish dancing a bit, and some kinds of English Country Dancing looks very good (think Jane Austen movies), but I have to admit I admire some of the quick, sharp, and fierce moves of break dancing. Maybe...a combination of all three?

Any chance I could get a reply to the email I sent last week? (haha, Again, I just couldn't resist. No pressure; I know you're busy. ;-P)

Done. ;-)

What's your favorite emoticon?

:-P

If you could live anywhere else in California, where would it be?

Up north. In the forest. In the land of Bigfoot. :-)

Pretend Lego never existed. What would your life be like? What kind of person would you be?

I don't think I would be very, if any, different. Just a little less of a nerd in the eyes of others. 8-)

Before you embraced your current views, you owned a copy of The Hobbit, if I remember correctly. What did you think of it back then?

I liked it a lot, but, being only twelve, I saw it as nothing more than another fun story to indulge in. In those days I tragically didn't think much, or at least not nearly as much as I do now, therefore even though I had heard the opinion of it containing "Christian" allegory this is not why I liked it. As I said, it was just something fun for me. A potentially dangerous reason to get into something.

What do you like best about your job?

Without a question, my coworkers.

What do you like least about your job?

...management.

Pretend you believe in dating (;-)). What would be your dream date?

Do I have to answer this? ...sigh, okay, something very...romantic I guess. Good weather (you have to have the clouds, light, and sun just right to make a moment!) would be a bonus, but mainly a very good event to attend (whatever activity we decided to take part in) would be in order, but,--above all--whatever maximized my time with her. And no group dates, either. Cuts on the essential alone time.

Do you have a middle name?

No, I am the Mysterious One! LOL, yes I do, it's Ian. I didn't realize you didn't know that....

Who's your favorite Celtic Woman girl?

Hmm, honestly I have a bias towards Chloë Agnew, plus I'm a die-hard Hayley fan (I usually side with those similar to my age, and Chloë's music is one of the first that stuck out to me), but since she's only a temporary, honorary member...Chloë or Máiréad Nesbitt. Going strictly with music, I'd have to choose Máiréad. Although Chloë's got some great soft music, I'm one for the hard stuff, and while Máiréad doesn't always do it, her song Skidoo, form her solo album Raining Up, is probably my favorite song. Ever.

Now who's your LEAST favorite?! >:-D

Nathan! Don't make me do that!!!! Oh, wait, I know: David Downes. :-D

Paper or plastic?

Plastic.

Ketchup or mustard?

Mustard? Eew.

Sun or moon?

Depends. I guess...sun.

Iran or North Korea?

You're gonna make me pick? Pick what, which one I dislike, or like more? That's tough. I'd have to say that...I dunno, maybe the people of NK. But then again, they're just as crazed as Iran is...I can't really answer that.

Onions or pickles?

Pickles!

Sausage or bacon?

Mmm...both!

How do you like your eggs?

Fried, but scrambled's good. :-P

Waffles or pancakes? (Haha, I've got breakfast on my mind :-P)

Don't care for either much, really....

Do you prefer your French toast stuffed or basic?

Stuffed? What's that? And you do mean Freedom Toast, right?

What's your dream car?

The Tumbler. ;-)

What's your favorite drink?

None other than water!

What's your favorite outfit?

My black jeans, black button-up shirt, black denim jacket, black shoes, and shades. Oh yeah. 8-)

If you could go on a FRIENDLY vacation to any nation considered an enemy to the U.S., which of those countries would you most like to see?

China, definitely. I'd love to go there.

Do you like to listen to music while you work (not necessarily at Mervyn's; just in general)?

Yes, but at Mervyn's it's just their own radio...which can be a bad thing at times. I even surprise myself with the songs I start to be grateful for hearing, some others are so bad!

Though you don't like most (or all?) of them, what's your favorite sport?

Ha ha, I know. Tae Kwon Do olympic sparring. :-D

When you get your news from TV, what channel do you watch?

BBC World News, on PBS. That show rocks.

In general, what's your favorite TV channel?

PBS. (Excluding cable/satellite.)

How far timewise do you estimate you are from your paleontology career?

...five years, maybe less?


Lady of Longbourn's questions

Do you know, before smoking was known to be harmful and associated with rebellion, how sons learned to smoke? Did their dads teach them? Was it a special time, or did it just happen? Or did they wait 'til they were grown ups and at college or on their own with friends?

Unfortunately I have no answer to your question, Lisa; I'm sorry! But, I do, however, have an answer, or perhas just a take, on this comment of yours: "Is there anything like this that health-conscious, non-rebellious sons can still share with their fathers?" Yes. Knives! What boy doesn't want a knife when he's growing up?

Ok, and now I'll ask something more interesting to you. If you could look for Bigfoot in any one area, where would you like to visit?

Being a Californian on top of the fact that an enormous amount of sightings occur in the northern part of my state, that's where I'd like to search.

Springboarding off Nathan's,
Considering you don't believe in dating, what would be your dream courtship?


That's an even tougher question. I don't really know, Lisa. I can't really say...whatever God wants, I suppose. The courtship story of the Chanceys is sure something beautiful, though. My happiness would be less dependent on the relationship being of dream proportions than the woman in question being the dream girl.

And what are your views on The Hobbit at present? I'm a Tolkien geek, but don't spare me. I can take the truth.

In a nutshell: I don't approve of Tolkien's books due to the sorcery, witchcraft, magic, or what-have-you, in them. I don't approve of the view that "magic" is okay so long as there are "good" and "bad" witches or sorcerers. The Bible makes no distinction. Exodus 22:18 says, "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." And make no mistake, Tolkien's world has witches, or wizards, in it. Gandalf, what is he? A wizard. Anyone that carries a staff-like wand and ignites pine cones to hurl upon a pack of talking wolves is what the Bible would call a sorcerer. And I also disapprove of the view that reading these books and indulging in this fantasy world is okay, so long as we don't get "involved" in the dark arts. I remember the great Douglas Phillips once saying something like, "Why would a Christian want to rejoice in a world where God's law did not apply?" All forms of sorcery are wrong. Forbidden according to the most holy Word of God.


Thanks for all the fun, people. I love doing this; besides having fun and having my friends learn about me, I actually learn about myself!

Spencer

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Last Call!

Okay people, this is the last call for questions! I'll answer practically anything you'll ask me; come on, this is your last chance!

Hayaku!

Spencer

Science Update

(Okay, so maybe you don't want a science update. But you're gonna get one, too bad! Sit down and be quiet!!! Thank you. :-D)


I swear, this guy's got dino radar or something. It's Dr. Discovery*, and he's at it again!

Structural Extremes in a Cretaceous Dinosaur
Bizarre Dinosaur Grazed Like a Cow, Study Says
Dino With "Vacuum Mouth" Revealed
Dinosaur from Sahara ate like a 'mesozoic cow'

What's also exciting is that National Geographic magazine's December issue will have a cover story on dinosaurs. Oh yeah. 8-)


Giant Sea Scorpion Discovered; Was Bigger Than a Man

Man, I love eurypterids. Big nasty scorpions with a lobster flair. What's not to love?


Alien Life Can Survive Trip to Earth, Space Test Shows

Okay, so even if you accept their wild assumptions here (They send a fossil--something long dead--into space and them deduce that life might be able to survive entry into earth's atmosphere? Is that science, or science fiction?), hasn't it ever occured to these Evolutionists that the idea of "alien origins" doesn't solve the problem of the evolution of the first cell; it merely shifts it from Earth, to some other, distant spot in the universe?

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

*My personal nickname for Dr. Paul Sereno. :-P

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Twenty (Thousand?) Questions

I was recently thinking it would be fun to again play this game!. Well, it looks like Nathan's beaten me to the chase!

So, ask me anything. Passions, loves, peeves, hates. Events, experiences, job, life, likes, dislikes, thoughts, anything. Just don't be miffed if I decide not to answer one. ;-P But please, do ask questions. Lots and lots of questions!

Fuego away!

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Beowulf

I am so not happy about this!

One of my favorite books ever. One of the best tales ever written, one about dragons, and monsters, about the days when men were men, and heroes fought and died for what was right.

And now this?

Knowing Hollywood, I've been extremely skeptical from the start. When I came across the website a few months back, I decided to "toss it out the window." I saw screenshots of Beowulf holding a golden trumpet of some sort, and read that Hrothgar was "corrupt." I haven't seen the movie, nor will I, but I did read the linked review. I mean, I knew it was gonna be bad, but...this?

This is just...awful...aggravating...disgusting! So, Grendel is Hrothgar's illegitimate son? And Beowulf fathers the dragon that he later is forced to kill? (Since when was Grendel's mother so popular with the guys anyway? She's described as a "monstrous hell-bride" in the book!) They just can't resist it, can they? They have to add sex and nudity into everything nowadays. When I first heard hype of the supposedly inappropriate scenes in the film, I figured that they must've screwed the story up so badly that he has an affair with Whealtheow, or, something (and, come to find out, that's not too far from the truth). So much for Hrothgar the noble king, and Beowulf the honorable warrior!

And no, apparently they don't even stop at this! Anti-Christian themes seem to lie in undertones in the film. That's it. I call for a boycott!

Ugh, I am so disgusted! And I thought the Gerard Butler version was awful...this is just...

...never even mind!

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

Friday, November 16, 2007

I'm tired....

Man, I must not be getting enough sleep, I've been so tired all week.

When I get real tired, like near the end of the day, seriously, stay away from me. It's like I'm drunk, really; I act so strange, even I think it's wierd. I'll laugh at almost anything (sometimes nothing), and have a strange affinity for being annoying, and bugging people. What's worse is when all this happens at work...!

Monday night one of our managers yawned. A few seconds later, I did, too. We had a good joke about it being all her fault, but then a flurry of long yawns emitted from my maw, and seemingly nothing would stop it. I playfully blamed her for all of them, but she insisted that, though the first may be her fault, the rest were all one me. ;-) I also did a little howling, like a werewolf, and started this sniffing/panting (replete with tongue hanging out) thing, like a dog, that I've done a couple times since this week just to get a similar reaction to the one I got that night. (I told you, I'm whacked when I'm this tired.)

I found a ball covered in synthetic fur at this time; what it was I will never know. I first poked at it with a cardboard price tag, whining to the manager about wanting to know what it was. When we couldn't identify it, I picked it up and took it to the jewelry girl, and she at first thought it was part of a lady's hat, but then surmised that it was part of a tail of the roadkill rat dogs we sell. (We sell strange purses in the shape of chihuahua/pug, etc. dogs that I like to call dead roadkill.) I went to where these are kept, and soon discovered that this wasn't the brightest idea; to view all of their tails, I had to, ahem...view their, uh, behinds at the same time. :-O But no, it wasn't from a roadkill behind either. A catnip toy? I have no idea! Since I was still in my stupor, I insisted that it looked like a Star Trek tribble.

I've been getting in this state a couple of times this week, all near the end of the night, but it happened again tonight, as bad as Monday night. Prompted by the perfume of a coworker of mine, I began sniffing whenever she came around, claiming, "Where's ________? I smell ________!" She said that she had perfume on as well as bodywash, and lotion, and at this I proclaimed grandly that she had a unique smell that was all her own, a combination of all three smells.

On break I decided to have fun and act strange (we had a ton of new people packed in there). I decided to bring up the story of the Mervyn's ghost just for the newbies, but I think all I succeeded in doing was making myself laugh so hard that I cried!

Another girl at one point said that she had the sniffles, so I picked up the sniffling again. So, you might say I sniffed part of the night away (all while I worked, of course!). A mere "Sniff sniff!" whenever she was around, and a "Bark bark!" when the jewelry girl is around, makes for some fine fun. 8-) I'm sure I drove everyone up the wall, and I admit I was being pretty strange...but this is how I act when I'm tired like this. Oh well! ;-P

Oh yeah, I can be sooooo wierd. :-P

Spencer

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Blah blah blah....

Lately, what's been going on?...

Monday was my first official day in Jewelry. I was attached at the hip to my coworker, but eventually she had to leave. I was able to survive the next two hours until another person came along. I was so happy to see her. :-D

Yesterday, that same coworker brought her baby in the break room. Oh man, did the ladies go nuts. As all the women ooh-ed and aah-ed at him, I was thinking that he was going to spoiled with all this positive female attention so early on! He was the center of attention for quite some time. One of the stock guys came in at this time and dropped down on the sofa I was on. I pointed to the feminine mass surrounding the infant, saying, "Look at this." He replied, "What? Women like babies!" ...no duh. ;-P

Little else has happened of late. Jewelry is an adjustment, mostly because it feels so strange to be working in such a...well...girly spot. Another male coworker commented about me probably having to get in touch with my "feminine side," to which I protested, "I don't have a feminine side!" Ah well, there are some pluses to this department....

Tuesday night at TKD class something very funny happened; as we were all lined up and being taught by our master, our instructor (who isn't very tall, actually) stood behind me. (I know this because across the room the opposite wall is mirrored.) I wondered what he could be doing directly behind me; I could barely even see him in the mirror, I covered him so much! He first peeked his head out behind one of my shoulders, then the next, as if playing peekaboo. He commented, "You're so big!" (My size is rather something of interest at the school, being often commented about by classmates, and my instructor.) It was absolutely hilarious at the time.

Today he also told me that I might be able to give the master "a run for his money" when I get high enough to practice actual sparring, if for no other reason than my leg length; he'll have to do some serious dodging! ;-D Tuesday night I did get a little sticker band for my belt, because I kinda learned the basic moves right...um, kind of...! I can't even do the basic series of blocks in order right yet, but today I had no trouble in doing what is called a "flying side kick." How backwards is that?

I did learn this morning, however, that my belt test will be December 7th. So soon!!!! I'm all nervous now, but I guess I'll do okay. My instructor* did all he could to make me feel better, and is confident I can do it, so I guess I can? (Of all days to do it, they pick the day of Pearl Harbor? I'm cursed!)

Sigh. My life is so boring. All I have to talk about anymore is work and TKD class...what a dunce I am.

Spencer

*I am sick of calling this guy "my instructor!" Since I don't really care for broadcasting people's names all over the internet without their knowledge or approval, I'll refer to him from now on as "Stonewall" (I have a reason for the nickname, lol). I guess I'll still call the master, "the master." 8-)

Saturday, November 10, 2007

A hobby joins a passion

From Plastic Soldier Review:

RedBox have announced their next set will be 72012 Korean Infantry. This will cover the 16th and 17th centuries, which of course means Hideyoshi's invasions of Korea. It looks like the set is already very well advanced but it is unclear if the release is imminent.


Koreans!?!??! Are you serious!?!? Why, that means...this is the time of Yi Sun-Shin!

Oh yeah. 8-D

Updates and Dream

So, what's been going on lately?

My last night in Shoes was last night, which my knees are already extremely grateful for. A good coworker friend of mine is having his last day tommorrow, which is pretty nasty, since we both get along really well. We're both Christian, plus we're martial arts and samurai nuts, so what's not to get along about?

I'm finally back into my TKD classes. Oh, did I miss this place! What's more, Friday morning the master brought out his samurai katana (it's a beautiful ox blood red and black in color) and a staff to illustrate what he said was an extremely important point. I was vaguely aware that he shouldn't have brought the sword out if he had wanted my undivided attention, but it's all good, I heard everything he said. :-) (Basically what was so important was stuff about spear thrusting movements evolving into TKD stances, in a cruelly simplified nutshell.) I did get to play the part of a soldier invading ancient China who gets stabbed with a trident! It got stuck in me; I died, but didn't get to fight at all. Phooey! Ah well, it was sure fun though.

So, the night before last I had an absolutely horrific dream. Not much of a reason to mention it here, but I will anyways.

It somehow started out in some sort of sea village area; boats lined the shore, and a trail seemed to go through some grass by a low wooden wall, and of course, the sand on the beach itself. It seemed to be just me and my dad there for some reason. Soon the scene morphed into a panoramic scene, and I could see far before me, the ocean laying itself out in front of my very eyes. What I beheld was devastating to me; a fleet of ours was completely destroyed. Flames everywhere and few ships to be seen (I only recall seeing one afloat at all), I dropped to my knees and sobbed uncontrollably. The emotions were very strong in this dream; I know that I've never before cried like that in my life. I was in complete despair. In contrast, my father was fairly aloof.

This fleet seemed to be stationed at a series of small islands that I could somehow see even though they were extremely far away. I'm sure this was a subconcious adaptation of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, for indeed, this was an attack on America--although this time not from the air, or launched by Japanese aircraft carries as on that fateful December day in 1947. No, this was a missile attack. The communist republic of China had launched a devastating volley of missiles on our navy, and had destroyed this fleet. I remember crying out in pain, wondering what had happened to our glorious navy, "My navy!" as I called it.

After this, I enlisted in the navy. (Interesting occurence, for this would be my exact reaction in a situation like this if it was real-world, only I'd choose the Army, likely the Rangers.) For some reason I was still going through the whole enlisting process and all when I found myself in a strange house, I guess of who is actually a former mail lady of ours. She was absent in the house, but for some reason me and my family were scrambling around trying to lock the house up, I suppose because of looters, as we were evacuating, and getting out of there. We were acting extremely urgent, as if an attack was imminent. I'm not sure if this was an actual invasion, as in an amphibious landing, or another missile attack. I do remember picking up the house's owner's dog to take with us.

A second attack, this time with a nuclear bomb, hit Los Angeles. The city of LA, was utterly flattened. Again I could see this relatively far city from where I was--that is, my house. I heard a strange booming noise, and looking outside the living room window beheld a mass of flames in what is a westerly direction (LA should be more north, actually). Gigantic tongues of flame tore into the sky and filled the horizon as if they were solar flares. I was again distraught at this; I tried calling to my family as I watched this, now from outside my front door, but no one came. Only my father was downstairs, and he wasn't very interested in what had happened, although he seemed to know (I think he looked over for a second). The television was too much of a draw.

Well, and that's the end of it. Pretty awful, huh?

Spencer

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Vision Forum Mourns the Loss of Our Most Beloved Brother -- Michael Billings; 1988-2007, A Son of Hope, An Unparalleled Defender of the Faith, and a B

With tears of sorrow, but with the life-affirming hope of the promise of eternal life, the staff and families of Vision Forum mourn the loss of our dearest brother — Michael Billings.

Since Sunday evening when the news arrived of Michael’s God-appointed death, we have gathered at our office and in homes to pray, sing, weep, and mourn over the loss of our fallen comrade — an uncompromising warrior for God, our dearest brother, and a true son of Reformation

...

On his way home, he pulled out of a dangerous intersection and was hit by a car, killed instantly and ushered into the presence of his Creator, the Lord Jesus Christ.


A man I never knew, and never will know--at least in this life--yet my heart cannot but feel heavy. All I can say is, it was the Lord's divine and predestined will. It is just.

Spencer


And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment

Hebrews 9:27 (KJV)

Kiss them dirty shoes g'bye!

Ah....

So today I went to the doctor for my knees. So, I'll drop the suspense and just cut to the chase: I got the doctor's note that I wanted!!! He said my knees'll be fine (like I had guessed), and the bump on my right kneecap is probably just a calcium deposit. It's not going to go away, he said, unless I got surgery for it. We both agreed that that seemed senseless, but on the other hand, that'd make a sweet knick-knack. ;-)

...Nah, I think I'll just leave it in. A testament to my days of slavery. :-P One funny thing is that he used the word "patella," but then checked to make sure I knew what he meant. If only he knew. 8-D

I will still have to work in shoes for a little while; they just made next week's schedule and aren't going to change it, but...oh well. I was also told that a new note might be required at some point, as the note did not explicitly say that my removal from shoes (squatting/kneeling) should be permanent. Management...sigh. Well I never expect much else, anyways. I've been seriously annoyed with them lately, which happens sometimes, but whatever. Part of the job, part of the job.

Mmm...macaroni and cheese.* :-D Being sick with a fever since yesterday (and the slight beginnings of what seems to be a sinus infection, for which he gave me amoxycillin), I didn't eat dinner last night, and haven't eaten anything today because I was so busy with the doctor, work and all since breakfast.

Man not supposed go without food long time!

Spenc

*In case you didn't guess, that's what I'm eating now. ^_^

Sunday, November 04, 2007

The Warrior: A Question

As you all likely know, one of my "strange" hobbies involves Lego collecting and modelling. Thus many of you may also be familiar with my superhero vignette series, The Warrior.

(If you are not, then click here.)

Well, I'm thinking of making a big change. You see, nowadays I have little time anymore. So, I'm thinking of removing the "comic book" aspect of any future vignettes. That is, no more of the choreographed fight scenes. A one-scene vignette, as in pretty much all MOC building, will be the name of the game here. I will be able to pump out many more vignettes and quicker if I want to, and besides, the fighting is getting redundant in my opinion; I mean, how many different poses can you get out of a punching or kicking minifig?

Also, having discovered the art of the white background from eNiGMa and Myrddin, I'm thinking of going to white instead of black. Not sure about this one though.

Please let me know what you think; I need feedback!

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Old and Nineteen!

Today was kind of weird, but not a bad day in my opinion.

I woke up with my throat feeling really strange. As it turned out my throat was swollen; so much that my uvula was touching both sides opposite it! Thinking I was clearly sick, I expected to get only worse. Interestingly, after eating breakfast, I felt a lot better. And in a few hours, I was 85-90%! I'm 100% now; I'm happy, because that means I won't miss work! (A word to the wise; drink orange juice and eat toasted multi-grain bread--lightly toasted, mind you!--with peanut butter on it. Apparently it does wonders!)

And speaking of that...well, working in the shoe department is hard work. It may seem like I'm whining, but I'm not. You have to kneel a ton of the time, much of the time on actual tile. Some managers don't like me sitting on the floor instead, but I do it anyways. Still, you really have to kneel a lot of the time. So, my knees are now showing the effects of what has been about a year of this. (Seriously, my knees have little bald, hairless patches on them from all of this! No joke!)

Nearly two months ago I hurt my right patella (kneecap); there's still a floating bump of some sort on it. I've dealt with the minor problem since then. My family has been wanting me to quit shoes, and as much as I would absolutely love that, that's where they put me, and if that's where they think they need me, that's where I'm gonna be. I absolutely hate being that kind of employee, the one who complains, has special needs and requirements, etc. I just don't want to be like that. So, even though they know how much I hate the department I haven't asked to be moved, and haven't mentioned my knee either.

I must've injured a muscle or tendon or something last night by my left kneecap, because it was kind of sore today. A few minutes later I realized, upon checking my knee, that my whole kneecap seemed to be moving way too much away from that muscle, as if the tendon/muscle had been pulled. Although this was a very small worry, at that point I finally realized that I needed to get out of the shoe department. You never know, I could damage them one time too many and have troublesome knees for the rest of my life or something. That may seem to be blown-up out of proportion, but things like this can happen; one guy hurt his back so bad that he can no longer work on his feet all day I heard (he's no longer working with us), and another hurt his so that he couldn't work in the stock room anymore. With my latest injury with my thigh/hip joint during sparring class I thought to myself what it might mean to hurt oneself so bad so that I'd have to give up Tae Kwon Do, or any sort of physical exertion, for life. And that's something I don't want to happen.

So, I called home to start up the beginnings of a doctor's appointment. To get out of shoes and thus off my knees, I have to prove this. I need a doctor's note! I have an appointment on Tuesday, and I'll be checked up then.

I've checked my left kneecap several times over the course of the day, and I don't think it's nearly as bad as I thought. On closer inspection my right cap is moving like the left one; I guess I've never played around with my kneecaps before! I felt kind of stupid about that; my cap was fine, it was just the muscle and my other kneecap. I thought about it a little more, and was still sure that I was going to just follow the train I'd already set in motion.

When I thought I'd seriously messed up my patella I wasn't worried, confident it would heal; I was reminded of the time when "Stonewall" Jackson lost his arm to a wound inflicted by friendly fire (a wound which, coupled with other wounds and complications, wound soon end his life in 1863) said that a "calamity" should be considered a "blessing". After all, if God's in control and something happens to you, obviously it was supposed to happen. He even said that he wouldn't dare take his arm back if he could, unless he knew it was truly God's will. Now Stonewall was one straight-on guy!

The "blessing" I instantly saw was a way out of the shoe department, for good. After all the time I've spent there, think of it! I might never have to be there again! Oh yeah.... After realizing that I wasn't as bad off as I'd thought, I saw a similar, yet somewhat modified blessing. An "injury" that really wasn't much can still get me out of there. If I hadn't thought my knee was so bad I would never have decided to go to the doctor (I'm one of those guys who roughs it out; even at this point, I only wanted to go to get a doctor's note!), and thus would remain in the shoe department. I still have some knee problems as I said so I can still get out. It made me think about it, and it's really not worth destroying me knees for this. Not that I would, but still.

It's time to get out of this hole. I hate it there, and now I've finally got a reason to overcome my own reluctance. I am so outta there! I'll save my knees, and save my sanity at the same time. Good plan, wouldn't you say? (I feel bad for my store manager, though....)

So, my throat is good, my knees will be okay, and even my leg has improved by lightyears. (To my elation, I discovered something very profound today; I can jog!!!!)

Wow this got long. Apologies!

Paleo

Monday, October 29, 2007

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Ugh....

Great.

Friday night in sparring class I screwed up my leg. I didn't notice too much until I was walking home, and even then it didn't seem like much.

It was worse yesterday; we were so busy at work I had lots of reasons to run around--of all days to have a limp! My run is absolutely ridiculous, and I probably look insane going up the stairs. I'm having to hoist my leg (it's the right one) up onto the couch or anything I want it on. I had trouble washing my foot in the shower this morning. Grrrr!

So now I might have to miss some classes until this clears up. Forget the pulled muscle itself (or whatever it is), missing class is what annoys me!

Grrr.

Spencer

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The "Jacobs" Photos

Yes, people, a new set of photos have come out. Sasquatch photos.

Amazing. Something told me to go to the BFRO's website yesterday...and wow. What a treat. I don't want to jump to any conclusions until this is verified, but it still looks good so far.

BFRO forum threads here, here, and here.

Paleo

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

And it burned with fire....

Most of you have probably already heard about the devastating wild fires going on in the southern part of my state (the part of California I live in). In this post I'll tell you my perspective.

Thanks be to God, the many fires are nowhere near me. But the effects and proofs are there. The sky has been darkened by smoke and ash and all manner of filth. The weather is fairly hot right now to begin with, and the added issues of a very unhealthy air quality make things difficult. Right now my house feels boiling inside (it's a temperature of 85 degrees Fahrenheit in my room alone right now), and since the air is so nasty we can't even open the windows to get any relief, not that air would provide any anyway. People's noses and throats are dry (two of my coworkers have already had nose bleeds, perhaps because of the weather), and there is simply no relief from this, inside, or out. Even at work the air conditioning was turned off yesterday due to smoke coming inside the building we were told. At least they turned it on for at least part of the day today. Generously, we are being allowed to break the normal rules of no water with you while you are working; a welcome relief in even normal conditions.

It all started Sunday. My family took a day trip out to my Grandma's house, in Riverside County (for interest, I live in Orange County, very near the beach). The wind was wild; my father said he felt resistance on even our low-slung car. The winds blew clouds of dust, dirt and sand onto the freeway, and pebbles bounced off of our windshield in little gusts on more than one occasion. When we arrived, I found my Grandma watching the local news, which was covering fires which I had as yet been unaware of. We get fires every summer out here, and usually it's no biggie to someone like me who lives far enough away from it to be unaffected. When we left I still was unaware of the volume and gravity of these (as there turned out to be more than one, the exact number I don't even know) fires, but as we drove home, past the Portola hills area, we actually were able to see flames. My mother became somewhat concerned at this point (her brother, my uncle, lives in a very nice house up there), and called my Grandma to see what was going on with him; she had to end the call quickly, since my grandmother was already talking with my uncle. He and his wife were in the midst of packing up and voluntarily evacuating. (Yesterday even my store manager had to leave to take care of her house and animals I heard, which delayed my jewelery certification till today, although one that I didn't mind under the circumstances. And we weren't the only ones with stories of evacuations, either.) As far as I know, my uncle's house is still all right, and so is my manager's.

In San Diego it seems to have hit the worst; Qualcomm stadium (I believe that is where the Padres play) is filled with "refugees" if you will. Supposedly around one million people have fled their homes (I'm not sure what areas this number includes). CNN carried an article on their website's homepage about us yesterday I noticed, and even BBC World News on PBS had a story on the situation. Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger declared a state of emergency; the military is aiding us with aircraft (I've heard something about some sort of problem about Orange County not getting enough aircraft to make fire retardant drops and the like), and apparently firefighters from neighboring states Arizona and Nevada are being requested. A Tae Kwon Do classmate of mine had her husband, a police officer, sent up there as well. Even the offices of the respected Institute for Creation Research, I was notified by email just tonight, are threatened by fire, which worries me. (They even have a museum down there!)

The matter seems only to be worsening, and with the extremely high winds things show no immediate signs of abating. The wind has blown piles of leaves everywhere, snapped branches off of trees, and tossed pine cones about. Even my association's pool has a bottom filled with what appears to be dirt and leaves, and likely any other debris it so violently grabbed on to. To illustrate just how strong the wind is (the other night I heard it was around 80-90 mph, although this speed may have changed as the wind seems a little less violent, at least in my city), Sunday night, in order to see the fire near my uncle's house from some high vantage point somewhere near me house, I asked my dad to drive me to a nearby park that's always on my jogging path. (I like to go there to use a tall pole to increase sheer strength and climbing skill--the pole is such that you have to use arm strength only to go up it--or to practice Tae Kwon Do once in a while, and besides, as I said it's right in my path.) I got out of the car and was greeted by vicious winds, which whipped sand and dust into my face and eyes and threatened to snatch away my glasses (which I began to hold on to at this point). I climbed to the highest spot on the playground jungle gym but still could not see the fire (although if I got high enough I know I could have--it was not beyond the eye's reach), but the winds seemed even stronger up there. With next to nothing to grab on to and the wind threatening to grab me, I realized at this point that it was time to get down. At this time a headache set in that didn't really leave me until this morning, and still it lingers a little as I speak.

The weather is still nasty. The sun's light is an orangeish color, which gives the uneasy feeling of some sort of apocalyptic event. It feels...eerie...almost...hellish. The smoke and ash, yesterday only lingering on the southern horizon, has now spread all over the sky.

I took this picture yesterday, at around 10:30 AM.



Notice how the smoke clings to the horizon. This photo faces south, and was taken right outside my backyard. (As a note of interest, the building you see all the way down the street is the back of the Mervyn's I work at.)

Now this picture was taken at approximately 12:20 the same morning:



It may not be all that apparent, but the smoke field had grown significantly in less than two hours.



See all photos here.

I am reminded of the horrific fires of this same month four years ago, in 2003, where the sky turned orange and similar conditions were seen. It was all the worse then; even soot and ash literally rained down on my home then (in a different city at the time). Today I noticed that the beginnings of what I'm expecting to be a stronger "rain" of ash are falling. When I left work, a coworker remarked, looking at the top of her vehicle, "There's dandruff on my car!"

The fires are still going strong as I write. This whole thing has been worsened by the fact that we've been having a terrible drought this year, which makes fire-starting conditions all the more prevalent (although arson is expected in at least the fire near my uncle's).

In short, my state is burning and suffocating. Prayers ask that this will end soon for the poor people involved.

Spencer

It's mole day!

All right, it's time to celebrate every chemist's favorite mole! 6.02 x 10>23! (the 10 to the 23rd power is where we get October 23rd.) Avogadro's number it is. 8-) Forget all those dumb little holidays, this is what I call a real holiday. :-D

Happy mole day, everybody!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Dumbledore is gay, 'Harry Potter' author reveals

Well well well.

Look what we have here! It appears that Miss Rowling will not just stop with the satanic overtones of sorcery. Now she tells us that one of her characters considered most "noble" is a homosexual. A homosexual? Yes, my friends, that's right: the revered Dumbledore is a sodomite.

As strange as it sounds, part of me was almost glad to see this; I pray that this will finally be the red light of conviction to the many who are involved in the Harry Potter stories, but overlook the witchcraft, be it unwittingly or willingly.

Then, the other part of me...well, read the article. Who asked the question about Dumbledore's "true love"? A "young fan", we're told. And that other part of me--my heart, I suppose--is sore to think of all of the thousands more impressionable children and young people who are being fed Rowling's heresy. Themes of the dark arts in her works of fiction are not enough, it would seem; now sodomy is getting it's fair share of fame, and this time in a positive light. Will she stop at nothing?

It appears the creative article Harry Potter and the Lavender Brigade, by Douglas W. Phillips, president of The Vision Forum, Inc., was not too far off after all?

Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

P.S. What I find interesting is that I found this article by complete accident; my browser memory jumped to www.cnn.com as I was typing in the address to another site, and so I just decided to visit it from there, just to check up on the news. Coincidence? I doubt it.

Owwwww....

See? I told you no one would notice. :-P

I feel like I'm a bowling pin and have been hit a million times with a bowling ball. I'm so sore! Last night's TKD class was absolutely killer; my legs are killing me!

But, it's all good, because pain and soreness is weakness leaving the body. It's good. :-D

Anyways today I was supposed to be certified--they even started to get me into the test--but the internet system was down (the test is computerized), so that was a no-go. :-/ Ah well, I'm told I'll get it Monday. :-D

Later!

Spencer

P.S. Oh, I almost forgot! My first day at work with Mervyn's? One year ago today. :-D Here's my post from that day, just for fun.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

More Work!

I was supposed to be certified last night, but wasn't. I hope they don't back out of this or flub it up out of some brainless miscommunication or mishandling; I'll be very annoyed if they do!

I just want to be allowed inside the counter, I don't want to actually work there really. I mean, once or twice would be interesting just to see what it's like. It's sort of like the truck deal, I just want to see what it's like again, now that they have all these changes. I'll be on truck tonight actually (althought they didn't schedule me there, I just took someone else's shift), so at least I'll get it once. I've been thinking that I probably won't want to be back there very much, if at all; I knew that, but for some reason felt like signing up anyways. Last night I found out that my favorite job on the dock, manually removing boxes from the trailer, is taken and apparently can't be surrendered. I never did like the other truck jobs....

Ah well, I wanted it at least one night and I've got it. If I still hate it, I'll probably be suddenly scheduled there for like a month or something, eh?

Oh, and by the way, just so everyone knows, I'm going full time, starting Monday. I need a larger influx of money, and faster. I'll likely be doing it all the way through Christmas, so that means you're all going to see very little of me! (Not that anyone'll notice anyways. ;-P)

Spence out!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Why I Hate the Beatles

Why does Scott Brown hate the Beatles' music?

The same reasons I do, people.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Gore: Nobel win a chance 'to change the way people think'

So this is science?

With respect, I don't think so.

Edit: Posted 10/15/2007

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Updates

After a long time of wanting to, I've finally gotten around to it. My blog synopsis and the About Me page have changed; after nearly a year! I now can more accurately tell people about my blog, since I've been doing it for a while now rather than before when I wrote in, when I was just guessing what I might do. Here's what they used to say, respectively, just for fun and for the record:

This is a journal written by a Christian fan of Science and History. You will hear about important news, read my own reviews, see interesting links, read discussions of matters ranging from dinosaurs to Biblical theology, learn about my hobbies, find interesting articles, read historical quotes and Bible verses, and just get to know me.

About Me
I am a basically just a Christian guy who takes things seriously. I am 19 years old and enjoy having a good time when I don't morally object to it, but I also have a thoughtful side to me. There are three aspects to my mind; religious, which encompasses the other two, and then scientific and military. I am an enormous fan of science (especially dinosaur paleontology), and also enjoy history. I watch current world affairs (particularly military ones), follow the science news, and of course I have hobbies (Lego collecting likely being my wierdest, :-P.) You'll see more about all this stuff as you read my blog. I'll even post my Lego creations! Oh, and one more thing, I get seriously ticked off when someone hurts a girl.
[The bold was added much later on.]

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

In Memory of a Woman Who Chose Life

Even if you never, ever read the articles I link here on my blog, read this one.

Dr. Paleo

Based on a True Story: The new Highams

May you never lose sight of the joy, happiness and love of these beautiful wedding bells.

God bless you. God bless the both of you, my dear friends.

Spencer

P.S. And here's to your future lives! (And the honeymoon!)

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Feminism Hurts Women

I am against feminism, because (among a few other reasons)....

It simply isn't in the best interest of the group of people I've sworn to protect with my life: women.

Spencer

Giants in the Mountains: The Search for Sasquatch

Seriously?

Our hairy pal, squatch, getting museum treatment?

October 2007 through September 2008

Public Programs for Giants on the Mountains

This exhibit explores the Sasquatch legend and focuses on the Pacific Northwest environment, which has created a rich setting for the traditional beliefs that have grown up around these beings. Scientific explanations, hoaxes, and popular cultural interpretations about Bigfoot are tackled in this exhibit. Tribal artifacts and artwork as well as physical evidence collected in the field by anthropologist Dr. Grover Krantz will be on display. Organized by the Washington State Historical Society.


And Meldrum will be speaking!?!?! Now, to find a plane to Washington and stow away in the cargo hold....

Via www.bfro.net.

Ladies of Utah

Behold, what beauty!

Oh, how gorgeous she is!

What class she has!

I am completely and utterly captivated!


Dr. Paleo Ph.D.

He's at it again, folks!

Doug just does it every time. You just can't not love this guy!

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Hee-ya!

I had a good time last night; the special instructor from Korea gave us a slamming workout.

We were treated to a quick performance first off by she and a companion of hers. (What was interesting was that she seemed to have an "entourage" with her; a bunch of tall, young and lanky Korean guys were there too; it almost felt like Korea! Strangely feels home-y to me. :-D )

Apparently she's famous in S. Korea. She specializes in more of a workout sort of thing than pure TKD from what I gathered; she also is a yoga instructor they said (yoga is not my cup of tea, however).

For about an hour we worked hard, trying to keep up with our fun, energetic and charismatic teacher. Most of the TKD moves (kicks, punches, and even a few basic blokcs) were used more as a fitness tool than anything else; it felt a lot like a big workout video! A lot of the time I had no idea what I was exactly supposed to be doing (I'm afraid my body isn't the best at choreography, and half the time I couldn't see her; I'm still a white belt so am in the back, and even being the tallest there, to see her she would need to be taller as herself!), but it was all good. I'll tell you, there wasn't a dry body there, though; sweat, sweat, and more sweat!

Near the end of the night we all had to do this crazy kind of sit-up; I had extreme difficulty in doing that one, lemme tell you. You have to hold both feet up in the air while on your back, and then pull your shoulders and upper body towards your thighs, and hold it there for four seconds or so. Owwwwch!! Then she had us turn over onto our stomachs, and I thought she was going to try to finish me off with push-ups; but no, this was just a stretch. More sit-ups would be required! 8-O

But soon we were told to lay down and relax (I sort of flopped to the ground like a rag doll, however), and then the lights dimmed, and some were turned off. At this point I thought I had finally died! (Lol, just kidding. ;-D) A few things a little too yogistic for me (Is that even a word?) were then done, but, true to form, I don't think I did a one of them right. ;-) I don't mind certain kinds of stretching and stuff, but when they start the "breath in, breath out" junk that's when it's out for me. (For those who might not know what I mean, I dislike yoga because of it's Buddhist influences; as a Christian I steer clear of all this kind of stuff.) I think I breathed wrong every time, though. A short note to anyone who might try this for themselves in a similar situation: if you don't want to do what you're "yogically" told, then breath the wrong way. Don't try to hold your breath. It doesn't work too well. :-D

So very little "yoga" ended up being done, so I was happy at that, and the entire workout was over, which was good with me being half-dead and all that. :-P I left a few minutes later amongst discussion of pet mice and white belt protectors. 8-)

Spencer


P.S. Oh, and a little off topic, but you remember the speed reading course I've been taking? My initial speed when I started, was 300 words per minute. Well guess what I shockingly discovered yesterday? That it's now 680. :-O

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

U.S. endorses plan to disable North Korea's nuclear facilities

Call me a cynic, but I'm still slightly skeptical.

Fine Clonier's Historical Lego Figure Contest

To those of you who aren't Lego fans, the contest (now over) was to make Lego figures that resemble actual historical people (click on the title link for more).

Here are my entries.

Be sure to check out the fantastic compilation image created by Kaminoan, of Fine Clonier (again via the title link).

May the best AFOL win!


Dr. Paleo Ph.D. / Histo-Sci

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Recent Events

Readers!

Well, just a few interesting things have occured of late; not too much though. What can I say, my life is boring? ;-P

I'm told that Saturday the 13th my dojo will be holding an open house. What's more, there will be more demo performances. I am so asking for the day off. 8-)

Plus, tommorrow night (I'm off work!) we get to be taught by an instructor from Korea; they say she's famous over there. Stretching and cardio seems to be the name of the game. This'll be interesting!

With good news must come bad, and last night I found out that one of my favorite managers at work is leaving. Not again!

Bone Buff out!

P.S. Oh yeah, and that music I liked at the demo last Friday? Guess what? My instructor gave me a copy! Yeeeeaah. ^_^

Monday, October 01, 2007

A Final Note on Blog Tags

Ladies and gentleman,

The tags that proved so controversial a few days back, have been removed.

For clarification, the reason(s) that they were removed are recent developments. This is not a retreat, or a back-down; I already explained why I used them, and still think it makes sense at least to me, but nonetheless, I have now chosen to take them out. Those who know the details know why I've made the choice that I now have.

Apparently it was more important to some to see them removed than it was important to me to see them stay.

Spencer

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Celtic Woman...they have returned!

So what this is from last year's album; it's another concert DVD! I can tell you one thing:

I am so excited. ^_^

Paleo!

Friday, September 28, 2007

Whoa...

My post title conveys my feeling right now; I can't even find a suitable title!

Tonight my Tae Kwon Do dojo held a belt test. Since I'm so new I didn't participate, but was able, at the suggestion of my instructor, to at least be a spectator, and spent a very happy night in doing so. (Although you might not of guessed it, I had a fantastic time.)

Besides the belt testing itself (the form repetitions, moves, and board-breaking) there was a performance by what they call the Demo Team. You wouldn't believe it unless you saw them.... I think my mouth was held open for the entire time they performed. Think of a spectacular martial arts movie, and this is what it was like. Sparring, more board breaking, jumps, nun chuk twirling, and everything in between. It's really hard to describe...but basically you might call it a dance, but with a martial arts and combat edge. They played appropriate music (I smiled when I heard them play Celtic music; as I listened more, it turned out to be from Braveheart, but this rendition was better than ever; it was rocked up near the end. ;-P)

My instructor even had a solo part. It was amazing; I really don't use the word, but for lack of a better one, I'll say it was cooooool. 8-D I was completely amazed, mesmerized...I would never have expected to see something like this in anything other than the movies. At one point the head master present threw a curve ball at him. He was about to jump over the backs of five people curled up, and then just before landing break a board the master was holding. But instead of this, the master decided that seven people would be better, and instead of having to break only one board, three stacked together was the name of the game. Laughing commenced at this, and my instructor protested, "This wasn't what I was supposed to do!" But, effortlessly as it would seem, he sailed over all seven people and cracked the boards like Styrofoam! Not that I wasn't before, but I think I'm going to listen to every little thing he has to say in our lessons from now on. :-)

I was able to view this with some of my classmates for most of the time (after the first part of the demo I knelt down and said, "Did I really just see them do that?"), and also got in the congratulatory remarks that I felt were warranted before leaving. A couple of those on the demo team I was sure I wouldn't want to mess with; perhaps it would be wise to create friends and allies among them? ;-P

All in all, this was an excellent reminder that Tae Kwon Do is not just a class to go to three times a week; it can be much, much more than that. And although I'm still new, tonight I was reminded, more than ever, of a certain fact.

I want to be a part of this!

Spencer

A Note and Explanation about Blog Tags

To my readers:

It seems of late that there has been an issue with my blog labels (or tags). I have already explained myself fully there, and having done so, I have little else to say except the following:

As tags mean little to me as both a reader and a writer, I don't think any major emphasis should be placed upon them. Also, I am in the habit of using tag topics broader than the subject of the post (e.g., a post about insect biology might have the tags "Arthropods" and/or "Arachnids"), so this explains my intetion for the post in question.

To make a long story short, ignore my tags. They really mean nothing, people. Their existence is practical only, and that is all. Hopefully this will clear up any unfortunate confusion that has arisen.

Cheers!

Spencer

Paleo's Picks

Internet cut in Myanmar, blogger presses on

U.S. says major al Qaeda in Iraq leader killed

Police name 'person of interest' in sex tape case

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Accelerated Distance Learning Seminar

So, here we go!

First, a little bit about this thing called "Accelerated Distance Learning"--it's a method used mainly by Christian home-schoolers to gain their college degrees quickly, effectively, and cost-efficiently. This seminar was run by Global Learning Strategies, a company created by the author of the book
Accelerated Distance Learning, Brad Voeller. Now Mr. Voeller himself earned his degree in (no lie) less than six months for around $5,000, all because he was willing to think outside the box and approach higher education with a different perspective.

So as not to rant for hours and not to bore anyone I won't discuss much about all of this. I'll let you visit the site, here
, to learn more. In a nutshell, college credit is learned mainly through a process called credit-by-examination, correspondence and online courses, portfolio assessment, etc. Seriously, whether or not you're already going to college, you need to check this out.

Friday night (the 21st) we went to the beginning of the seminar; the event lasted from 7:00 PM to 9:00 PM. First, we heard Norm Wakefield (a pastor) preach a message about family ties (specifically child-parent relationships) for most of that time, then a Ryan Yamane, of Global Learning Strategies (GLS) and their college counseling/advising service College Plus! came up to give a brief overview of the next day's topics.

To earn one's degree in less than two years (which is the usual amount of time it takes; it appears Mr. Voeller was an unusually astute student!), GLS advocates accelerated learning and study methods, namely, speed reading, and a memorization course so that you can memorize serious information for the tests (which is normally how ADL students gain the most of their credits).

At the end of the night I found myself browsing the book tables, and seeing the package product called College in a Box (it basically contains all the things Mr. Voeller used to earn his degree; the speed reading and memorization courses, a testing guide, and a writing course; check it out here), which I had just purchased very, very recently on their website for $249.95, I noticed that they were selling it at $199.95. I remarked this to Mr. Yamane after being meeting him (at this point he was manning the table), and without missing a beat, he told me to come back tommorrow and get $50 worth of material, and that I could have it, for free. Now this was customer service! 8-) Very pleased with that outcome, we went home, ready to return the next day.

The next day, Saturday (the 22nd), we heard both Ryan Yamane and Norm Wakefield speak for a combined period of six hours (including breaks an a 75-minute lunch), from 9:00 AM-3:00 PM. The topics covered I have basically already mentioned, but one of the highlights was when Ryan taught as all how to use only one of the many memorization techniques found in the course they advocated, called the "peg" or "pegging" method. Well, as it turns out, we were taught how to memorize a list of ten items; a grocery list. And guess what? I still have it memorized. In order. And we didn't even spend a half-hour on it, I'd venture; no more than I should think.

Another interesting thing was that the next day he remembered my name (Did he "peg" me?), and actually referred to me when inquiring if the back row could hear him during his discussion. That was pretty fun, actually. :-D

At another point, during a break, I interestingly ended up answering some questions people had about some of the products at the book table; apparently I'd gotten a head start on the material. 8-) After three o'clock we left, after I spent only $57.95 on college supplies due to my discount. Can't wait for it to arrive in the mail! Oh yeah. 8-D

So yesterday I started the speed reading course (Howard Stephen Berg's Maximum Speed Reading) and look forward to taking the memorization course. (By the way, as a note of interest Mr. Berg is in the Guinness World Book of Records for being the world's fastest reader; apparently he ca read 20,000 words per minute and what's more retain and remember what he's reading.) This should be good. ;-)

People, seriously, check this stuff out. If nothing else, you'll know something you didn't know before!

Spencer

P.S. I have a potential offer for my readers out there: I've acquired a second copy of Brad Voeller's Accelerated Distance Learning book, and if someone is interested (really, seriously interested, not just passively) I can send them this book, free of charge. I don't need two copies! Any bids?

Monday, September 24, 2007

News Update

Columbia University president slams Ahmadinejad
Paleo's Comments: Kudos on the university president's words, but why on earth are we allowing him in the country as it is? The U.N. is at it again (they invited him initially it seems)....

Ahmadinejad speaks; outrage and controversy follow

Investigators: Homeland Security computers hacked
Paleo's Comments: Oh, just peachy!

The Donald: Time for Bush to go into 'hiding'
Paleo's Comments: True!

Delaware State teen charged with attempted murder

Ugh....

Well people, I'm sick today. Again.

I didn't even get up until after one. I slept past tae kwon do class (somehow I just couldn't imagine screaming as I kicked and punched with a sore throat), have dropped my exercise for the day, but am still going to try to swing work. Ah, well, pain is only weakness leaving the body, right?

You'll find my seminar update sometime later.

Out.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Gone for the day!

The event started last night, but today is the real deal. I'm going to a local seminar on Accelerated Distance Learning, my college method-of-choice. It's hosted by Global Learning Strategies (the site link is in the sidebar). I'll be sure to tell you all about it. 8-)

Spencer!

Friday, September 21, 2007

It's been a year....

Does anyone remember?

No?

Well, click on the link. I've been blogging for an entire year now! Wow, so much has happened in all that time. (A ton.) But back to blogging...I know we just discussed this, but if anyone has any more ideas or suggestions for my blog, speak them now!

How do you guys like my blog, after a year?

Spencer / Dr. Paleo Ph.D. / Histo-Sci

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Spencer News!

Now I feel kinda bad that it's going to be about work tonight, but hey, that's what you get. ;-P

Before clocking in today I was in the breakroom and noticed something; an announcement I had been waiting for. The announcements board asked all who read it if they'd like to sign up to be certified for Fine Jewelry (only they misspelled it "Jewerly"), Truck, and Signing. I immediately opted for jewelry; this may sound strange, but I'd had some time to think about it (this was the announcement I had been waiting for).

The other night I was again told I couldn't be in what we call "the boat" (behind the jewelry counter). Now they're a funny thing, these jewelry rules. Some managers don't seem to have a problem with me back there; at least one has in fact told me to go there. But, some say you can't go inside unless you're what they call "certified," I guess because it has something to do with the diamonds and other expensive items. Well, as I said I again was told I shouldn't be in there (with so many different rules going around I just opted to go back there if I needed to; Shoes is right next door so it's handy to sometimes pop in if I need to do something), and a discussion commenced, and thus I learned that soon applications for jewelry certification would soon be obtainable (all I had to to was sign my name!). I doubt I'll actually be scheduled to work in the department, but I only want them to be able to go in there without getting all the squawk; when my register in Shoes (or even Home, which is next to Jewelry as well) isn't working, is closed, or during my nightly walkie-talkie-and-scan-gun-gathering-rounds, I'd like to be able to go in there. I could also cover breaks when I'm nearby; it makes sense. Why not? Of course I know practically nothing about jewelry and can't even tell the difference between a necklace and an earring (hey wait a minute...there even is a difference?). One little thing that may be kind of weird if I'm certified, though; not only will I be the only guy who ever works in Sportswear, and sometimes Kids, I'll be the ONLY guy who works in jewelry besides the occasional manager (not too many male supervisors anymore). A bad distinction? You tell me. ;-)

Another thing I signed up for was truck. Now, when I was first hired they put me on truck a bunch, and I hated it. So it may sound like a pretty stupid idea to sign up for it again (I don't really need to be "certified" for this, but I put my name on the list anyways), but since being hired a new guy has sort of become the King of the stock room, and so I thought why not? He says he's changed the music and turned it down (the deafening music that they played when I was back there was the worst thing about it; I tried turning it down, but when you're the odd man out, you lose; besides, I turned it down once and another employee immediately proceeded to turn it up even higher than it was before), and so for a change I'm thinking it might be nice. I've been thinking of that recently; when they've had an busy truck night before I've offered to help (on several occasions) but never get put back there it seems. So, I figured I might as well just do this. We'll see if I this was a bad or brilliant move!

One other funny thing: below these signing sheets I discovered something that looked wonderful; it asked if we wanted Christmas Eve and Day off, and to be able to choose our shift on the 26th. I immediately signed up for that one! (How could one pass it up?) A few minutes later, someone else read something...I hadn't, what you might call the fine print (I didn't really even notice it was there!). She said something about committing to overnighter shifts, and I stopped for a second. OVERNIGHTERS!?!? I said something about not wanting to commit to any overnighters, and she replied, "You just did!" As the full realisation of the mistake I had just made, I instinctively exclaimed, "Oh crap!" and furiously scribbled out my name with a pen. I later came back to wipe away all evidence with a black marker. I was taking no chances! Mission accomplished, looks like everything's A-okay. 8-) They can't know it's me now! Unless they bring in a forensics team or try to decipher the indentations or something....heh heh heh....

Spence out!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Soreness!

Ow.
Umph.
Ermph.
Eeh.
Ooh.
Ouch!

I'm sore, tired, and just pretty much exhausted. After a week of tae kwon do on top of my usual two-hour workout, running, swimming, working, and everything else I do, it's finally all caught up to me today I guess. I could barely drag myself out of bed....

My feet hurt, especially my right one (I guess that's what happens when a punching bag gets in the way?), my hamstrings and calves are too, and my arms are even sore!

A few days ago at work it struck me that I was pulling myself up the stairs in the stock room with the bannisters. Now if you know me, I run up all stairs--and here I was, feebly going up them like a little old man! I recovered over the weekend, but then Monday night in my tae kwon do class, all that was about to change! At one point I thought I was going to die--they had us running at top speed from one end of the room to the other, then dropping down, doing pushups, then getting up and running some more, without stop practically. And we had a bunch of other things we had to do. But, thank God he gave us a one minute break....

I'm good, just a little sore is all. ;-P But as the Navy SEALS have it, "Soreness is only weakness leaving the body!" Bwwaaaaa!!!!!

I think I'm going to skip exercising today...just this once.

Spencer the Sore One signing off!