The Comment Tater

Oh crap. As you may recall from earlier posts that I:

1. Have been watching some tv but I didn't tell you that I've been diggin' on Jericho
2. Love Google

Well, I nearly choked on this episode when at the last the FBI agent was contacted about lying when lo and behold Google Earth pops up on his computer. Google is still around after the holocaust. And, they're working with Nasa and, apparently, the FBI. Woo Whoo! Go Google.

I'm a freak.

I've never confessed to you my love for Electric Light Orchestra (ELO). Monster's commercials rock.

I signed up to be a member of Review Me. In case you haven't noticed, I am a big fan of all things tangible. I do like to keep up with the latest and greatest of everything and if I can bring good information to you and make a wee bit of a living at it then I'm going to and I encourage each of you to do the same. That is what Review Me will allow, at least as I see it now.

What is Review Me? Review Me is a site that will pay you to review things on your blog. Your pay is based on certain factors like how many readers you have and other popularity factors. Now, this isn't to say that every post will be a review by any stretch. But every once in a while, you may find one and I hope that you will find value in it. Truth be told, I'm still a bit leary of it all and am anxious to see how it all plays out. This may turn out to be a passing fad instead of a means by which to earn a little green.

Sponsored post.

Well, Lost isn't on tonight and so I must fill the void with something besides sitting around on the internet... And so it was that I discovered Sleeper Cell on Showtime's on demand series.

I was feeling pretty hooked but tonight, after watching episode three and hearing my beloved group, The Distillers, I knew right then that I was hooked. Call it crazy but it resonates well with me to hear music that I actually like in a show. And the particular song, City of Angels, was, at least in my limited perception of reality, a little known song but it is the one that rocks the most.

Other shows that I am watching now or are eargerly anticipating the return of include:

Dexter
Weeds
Battle Star Galactica

What are you watching?

I've got Vonage and it works well. I'm pleased about the low prices that I get. I'm also a Google lover and try to stay on top of all things Google. Yesterday I was alerted that there was new software to download by my Google updater. Come to find out it was Skype. Now, I had been thinking about adding Skype to my toolkit but it was conveniently laid before me by my beloved Google.

But my mind now ponders, what is the advantage to Google to include that as a downloadable application? Doesn't Ebay own Skype? Where does this lead and what does the future hold, I wonder. I must have missed the discussion on Google/Skype for surely there must be one... there's always a story.

So, I've downloaded the Skype and tried to go through the set up but seem to be lacking the test link. Anyway, do you use Skype? I need to add some contacts! I was also in Office Depot today and saw the Skype Cordless phone. Oooohhhhhh....

I previously posted my official 2006 Christmas Wish List. For those wealthy readers, please feel free to purchase any item on my Christmas Wish List and have it sent to me. Thank you!

Here is an addition to my list. This, as it turns out, is a VERY good deal as Wal-Mart had it for $1400 and was charging shipping and sales tax. At the time of this posting, this item is less than $1400 with free shipping and no sales tax.

Saw Bully at the Video Store. Rented it and while I don't play video games myself, my teenage daughter played it and I got to watch. I thought it was quite humorous and one does take some pleasure in getting back at the bullies.

I've added more stuff. I'm a big kid at heart, really. If there is anyone out there with more money than they can spend here are a few ideas for you. Spend a little of that expendable dough on me... I'm begging, I know.
1. The Slingbox

2. CityKitti

3. The Game Formerly Known As Deflexion

4. The Roomba (Yes, I'd even take it remanufactured)

5. The Scooba

6. This Cordless Phone Set. It's so cool that it only requires one phone jack. This works really well for those who have Vonage like I do.

7. I WANT BOB!

8. Home Security

But an Irish pop singer I am not. What am I talking about?

Someone I gave birth to composed and performed the intro music to this (up to the heartbeat).

I saw a story on EnviroMission. They are building a tower that will use air to create energy. I often wondered, and this may sound very crazy, about how we might harness the very hot air of certain regions and pump it into other areas of the globe as heat. Now you may chuckle. Hardily if you wish.

But I look in the mirror and there it is. Should I let it go? Should I color? Decisions, decisions. I'm not much of a girly girl. Can't wait for all the cyber/human hacking stuff because I want new knees, new hips, new low acid producing stomach and better eyes.

Speaking of hacking, have you heard about the creator of Dilbert? He suffered from a condition which caused him to lose the ability to speak but he now is in the process of rehabilitating himself and if I have the story correct, he is the first person ever who has suffered from this condition to do this.

Good stuff!

I think I did forms in my dreams all night last night. That is usually what I do instead of counting sheep. I do karate forms in my head. I have soooo many now that it takes a while to do them all in my head.

Every once in a while I have dreams where my children's lives are in danger. Last night I had one such dream. It all began with my interactions online. For whatever reason, the terrorists had targeted me. Through my online interactions they were able to figure out where I live, what I do and threaten my son's life. Dreams like these prevent me from really getting good rest.

Sometimes I get really down when someone disappoints me. I'm sickened when I hear people take pride and joy in the pain and suffering of another that they caused. I'm also disappointed when you find that someone you trust lied and took advantage of another. Elitist make me want to hurl. In these moments, I look deep inside myself.

Every day I struggle with the yin and the yang of being. I know that it is easy to exact revenge or to unleash my frustration. To what end? These kind of actions cause me to become unbalanced. Disappointments of others are catalysts to imbalance. I'm seeking peace. Not happiness. Just peace.

When I grew up, times were tough. I know I didn't have it as hard as any number of kids out there. I never went without a roof over my head though during some time I did sleep on the floor and live out of a cooler because we had nothing except a roof over our heads. My childhood was still less than desirable wrought with domestic violence, sexual abuse, neglect and poverty. And some of these things played themselves out in my adult life. However, I know that the struggles and hard times I faced have made me who I am. To that end, my number one goal in life is to find peace by being a good human. I don't wish to be a best friend. I don't wish to be the best at anything. I don't even ever hope to be happy. I only want to find peace.

I don't think I can ever be "happy" the way that others are happy. I don't think I ever felt genuine love until I was 16. That quickly ended and to this day, that same feeling has eluded me though I've managed to come about as close as I'm ever going to allow myself to get. I think that happiness is a course for destruction for me anyhow. Anytime I've ever allowed myself to think or to feel that I was happy I found that it was more or less naievety which led to bad decisions and loss of control of my situation. Happiness is something you'll have when you are dead, I think.

But only if you find peace in your life.

How do I find peace? That is very difficult. There is a biblical saying about doing on to others. I find that most people only do what will make them happy regardless of the consequence or impact on other people's lives. I find that most people are not trustworthy or dependable. That's just sad. When you're sad, it is hard to find peace. But every day, I remain focused on maintaining that balance between peace and sadness.

A few years ago my journey for peace led me to my real father. Some might think I was crazy for looking a man up who I had never met before. Much to my amazement, it did bring me great peace. I actually enjoy my relationship with my real father a great deal and have forgiven his absence in my life. The reality is, in fact, that his presence may have only been mildly beneficial because he had some tremendous struggles as did my four sisters that he fathered. All in all, things turned out probably the way that was best.

Another thing. I don't grieve when people die. I expect death. Death is usually a welcome relief. Sometimes it is unexpected and that can be troublesome but I'm not sure that I have the capacity to actually grieve. Never really have. I've cried before but it is generally forced. Is this peace? I think in a strange way it is.

The only way that death would be truly regrettable to me is if I had left things undone. Raising my children is a priority. If I were to die before they were solidly capable of supporting themselves, that would be a travesty and I imagine their sorrow would spring from their helplessness and less from the loss of me. That is if they carry the same thing inside them that I do.

In my journey toward peace I wish to learn as much as I can. To inspire my children and to inspire others. I've told my children that when they go to another person's house and they play and they make messes to help clean up and try to go one step beyond that and leave the place in better condition than what it was when you got there. Crazy, eh? I think not. I think that is part of being a good human.

Perhaps at another time I will continue this dialog. For now, I ask you to look inside yourself. Are you a good person? Are you happy?

Is there anyone else out there who thinks that the Dow Chemical Company commercial is absolutely poetic and beautiful?

The Jack Links Messing with Sasquatch commercials kill me, too.