What my plan was when I created the ZOT

(and how I ended up) ^ | June 28, 2010 | Lord Dagon

[DagonofAlbion]

I deposit the Risk into the account of a dummy finance company for management, called the republican party.

Then, I deposit the damage into the account of a dummy corporation for control, called the democratic party.

I leave all the bible belt religions as spoilers, or third parties; putting them down as department store chains. To stave off the profit into the mints money burning facility, to insure that the money is worthless in terms of pragmatic value, and is only practical believed values.

And the Black market is pimped as bad but, even losing even your kindeys in a hotel bathtub on a drunk, is a value laundering scheme...

Thank you all for your input and participation!!!

[Tax-chick]

Very suspicious ...

I’m headed out to Weight Watchers and the Petsmart. Seeya!

[Monkey Face]

It was not a “fun” afternoon, but I did manage to get some papers sorted and get more data input on the genealogy.

I ran into a gal on Classmates.com that may be my cousin. I think she is (rumor has it) and if she is related to the ancestor I think she is, then we are 3rd cousins, or 3rd cousins once removed. Hopefully, I’ll find out in the next day or so.

All the data and memories I have say I’m correct, but I just want to make sure. Maybe I can glean a lot more info from her.

(This is so addictive.)

[Darksheare]

“Would you be willing to elaborate on that, please?”

Ah, yes.
Athletes foot, being a fungus, cannot live too long under intense bombardment by high light levels.
4100 lumens aught to do the trick.
The Dwarven Miners are a tough hearrtty lot, so their toes won’t be suffering any damage due to cooking or peeling.
Of course, they could also stick their toes under ultraviolet lights for a couple minutes.
Found here:
http://unitednuclear.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=28_43&products_id=375

And here:
http://www.raytech-ind.com/

The raytector 5-2 is a full twelve watts of long and short wave UV in the one model.

But the torchlight would basically cook the arthletes foot fungus.
The miners would hardly notice.

[Darksheare]

I was lucky, the worst she’d do is pin you to the couch by sitting in your lap and purr loudly until you gave her the scritches she wanted.

[Tax-chick]

Those look like fun toys!

Back from Weight Watchers and Petsmart. Next thing is lunch for grils and byos, then the bank and the library.

[Darksheare]

Yeah, I got error 503 yesterday as well.

[Darksheare]

I have the versalume from raytech.
Kinda small for some fo the fluorescent specimens I have.

[Quix]

hmmmmmmmm

so it was a joke, then.

LOL.

[Quix]

Welcome back.

[Tax-chick]

Darks and Bob and DC are all so scientifically that it’s hard to tell how series any particular suggestion is.

[Monkey Face]

Thanks!
Withdrawal is so acute!

[Monkey Face]

I’ve misplaced my birthday book, but isn’t the Birthday Bunneh coming to your door this week?

(How will I function? There are so many names in that thing!)

[Monkey Face]

At least we’re on the same brain waves. As usual.

[Darksheare]

Well, the ultraviolet light I linked to won’t fry your toes off, but they will kill foot fungus.
Some people will get ‘sunburn’ from the UV lights if they are sensitive to them though.

[Darksheare]

“Servor unavailable!” was what I got here and there.

[Tax-chick]

Yes, it is, on Thursday. It already brought cards from my mother, brother, and aunt, though. We’re an early sort of family!

On Thursday, friends from Charlotte are coming over in the afternoon (the people we went swimming with last Thursday) to hang out. Their children like to play in our woods. DP’s supposed to get a roast at Sam’s, and I’ll put it in the crockpot so we can eat when we get hungry.

[Quix]

INDEED. LOL.

I forget where you are, BTW.

My mental maps take a lot more maintenance than they used to, to remain viable. LOL.

[Monkey Face]

Yep. Same here.
I HATE when that happens!

[Quix]

Ahhhhhhhhh

And then there’s my life-long largely incapacity to discern jokes from seriousness since mother dearest’s jokes almost always had a mean or at least twisted barb in them.

[Quix]

Maybe not almost always—but sure often enough.